no singing at the dinner table

i remember sometimes not wanting to be the last person who poured some milk, or used the ______.  pretty much because i didn't want to be responsible for putting it away.  so, yes, it was similar with not wanting to be the one who had to close the garage door (haha : )  (thanks for the reminder.)

i also remember asking each other to pass certain things, and we'd say we couldn't reach, while rotating our shoulder back and making our arm as believably short (or not so believably.. ha : ) as we possibly could.

while on our vacation we went mini golfing... i found myself saying at one point:

"didn't go a ball's width"

and had to laugh.... : )

this also reminds me of the oh-so-important phrase of:

"i'm coming back and sitting here!"

that determined so much of childhood's pleasure, comfort, and happiness... hahaha : )  i'm think sometimes it was more like "mcmngbacknsinghere"




(remember when we used to crowd into that little corner in the kitchen with our toast just so we could eat AND watch whatever was on channel 10?  hahahaha : )