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Peek-a-boo

Posted by taggles on July 9, 2009

peek a booA story I read today and which I have posted below, reminded me of my older sister, who was between one and two at the time, when she decided to give my mother many a heart attack.

My sister loved hide n seek. One day my mother turned her back for a minute and poof, she was gone. My mother went through the house calling her name with nothing but silence in return. She finally said, “You’re making Mommy cry, I can’t find you and you are scaring me, please where are you”. And out of the clothes hamper pops her little head and she squeaks, peek-a-boo.

One another occasion, my mother who was not awake yet, it was very early in the morning, was startled out of a sound sleep and went to check on my sister who still slept in a crib. She was gone. Again, my mother begged and pleaded for my sister to let her know where she was. But this time there was no answer. She went outside and started calling my sisters name through the neighborhood. A neighbor put her head out the window and said, “I have her up here!”. My mother went up to the neighbors appartment and sure enough there was my sister. She was in a teenage boys shirt. The neighbor told my mother that she saw my sister outside with no clothes on chasing the other neighbors chickens around the yard. So she brought my sister upstairs and decided to let my mother sleep in.

Yet again, on another occasion, my sister decided to go visit her cousin who was the same age and lived down the street and around the corner from us. My mother turned her back for a minute and my sister was gone and my mother went through the same routine calling her to no avail. My mother went around the neighborhood calling my sisters name and the gentleman who owned the corner store came out and told my mother that he saw my sister go around the corner. My mother immediately went to her sisters house and sure enough, there was my sister playing with her cousin while my aunt was on the phone trying to reach my mother.

Now mind you, my mother had four of us and she never lost any of the other three!

So with that in mind, you can imagine the chuckle I got and the sympathy I know my mother would have for these parents:

Little girl lost is found

A favorite childhood game is banned from the Jasmer household after 2-year-old Natalie proved herself the hide-and-seek champion.

Natalie went missing Tuesday evening while playing the game with her brother and sisters and the best efforts of neighbors, police and firefighters called by her frantic parents weren’t enough to turn up the tot.

The terrifying ordeal for her parents ended happily after more than an hour of scouring the neighborhood around the 10th Street mobile home park where the Jasmers live.

In the end, it was the family dog that flushed her out.

Continue reading here……

Open Thread ~ Were any of you or your children this mischievous?

33 Responses to “Peek-a-boo”

  1. garychapelhill said

    my parents also had 4 kids. They weren’t always losing us, but on several occasions I was “left behind”. When I was about 5 we were on a road trip and stopped at a mcdonald’s for lunch. Apparently while I was in the bathroom or something (I don’t remember this, but have been told the story by my parents), they packed up the kids and carried on their merry way without me. After about 10 minutes they realized what they had done and rushed back to find me quietly sitting in the booth where we had been, not in the least concerned.

    Later when I was a teen on another road trip through west virginia my mother was furious that I refused to turn down my walkman. my dad pulled the car over and told me if I didn’t want to listen I could get out and walk. being a petulant teenager I got out of the car (in my bare feet) and slammed the door. To my surprise the car promptly drove off leaving me on the side of the road. They quickly turned around and picked me up, but I didn’t listen to my walkman for the rest of the ride :)

  2. Pat Johnson said

    Having 4 kids who I had to drag with me to the grocery store require lots of organization. We went to the store, resembling a squad, as we worked the aisles every week.

    One week, driving a Pinto I may add we hit the supermarket and checked out the purchases. While driving home I noticed that the kids were busy back there, diving like dolphins into the 8 bags of groceries, in search of the Strawberry Twizzlers.

    It wasn’t until I had pulled into the driveway and opening the hatch I counted 8 bags and only kids. “Where’s Ricky?”, I screamed as the other three looked up blank faced from the licorice sticks. Too busy looking for the candy no one noticed that he was missing.

    Back we raced to the grocery store where the errant 6 year old could be heard wailing by the Courtesy Booth as onlookers greeted me with dirty looks and unkind face.

    As bad as I felt, I often wondered about the other who failed to notice his absence. Probably figuring out that with one less there was more licorice to pass around.

  3. taggles said

    Pat, you aren’t gary’s mom, are you?

  4. garychapelhill said

    Probably figuring out that with one less there was more licorice to pass around.

    children are cute as buttons, but as ruthless as all get out. Never underestimate the value of an extra twizzler to a a 5 year old!

  5. taggles said

    my older sister was a little devil. she would crack eggs over my head while I slept in my crib.

    She brought me blue berry pie and st. josephs baby aspirin to eat, then we both had to go to the hospital to get our stomachs pumped.

  6. Pat Johnson said

    Kids are just miniature monsters with all due respect. But no one who has ever lost or misplaced a kid can know the experience of sheer terror. Unbelievable.

  7. Pat Johnson said

    taggles sister: Miniature Lizzie Borden.

  8. garychapelhill said

    my older brother (the oldest) terrorized my mother as a toddler. he would chase her around the house trying to bite her. And when he learned to talk he would tell lies constantly just to try to get away with it. he did not grow up to be a serial killer or a republican, surprisngly, but rather a geeky liberal scientist.

    I learned to walk when I was really young, but had not mastered the art of stopping so I was constantly banging into things, mostly with my head. After the doctor questioned my parents about whether they abused me or not, he told them to put a footbal helmet on me until I learned to stop .

    the youngest, my sister, was born when I was 5. I begged my mother from the first day to let me hold her and after a couple of months she let me have her sit on my lap. It was great until she fell off and hit her head and started to have a seizure. She had intermittent seizures until she was about two. The doctor swore it was not my fault, but that was a lot of guilt for a 5 year old, lol.

  9. garychapelhill said

    my younger brother was almost frighteningly normal…

  10. la-t-da said

    No wonder, you all are like you are.

  11. la-t-da said

    “my younger brother was almost frighteningly normal…”

    My partner is like that, gary. I should have checked her resume more carefully.

  12. taggles said

    Come on la t da! Fess up! There must be something like this in your past as well. ;-)

  13. la-t-da said

    I am so ornery, as you all know, we would be here all night. Though my mother never forgot and left me somewhere, Pat.

  14. helenk said

    Taggles
    was your sister’s name Andrea?
    My youngest climbed out the back bedroom window, dropped six feet to a shed roof. My neighbor in back was getting ready for work and saw her, came with a ladder and got her down. The only thing below her was a concrete sidewalk. Another time she got out and went three blocks around the corner, They were putting her in a police car when my husband got there.
    Now she has a son and I wish her the old mother’s curse ” may you have a child just like you”.

    WOMEN WITH INTELLIGENCE AND EXPERIENCE,MEN WHO SUPPORT THEM AND COUNTRY BEFORE PARTY ALWAYS

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  15. taggles said

    Oh my Helen! Andrea seems like she was a little hellion! My mom would relate! :-)

  16. la-t-da said

    My sister was so quiet when she played, my mom always had to search the house. She would always be quietly playing in some corner. My mother, always knew where I was, most of the time resulting in ER visits for stitches on some part of my body, because I was running through the house, climbing something, or jumping off of something. I’m sure my sister would have liked it if my mom left me somewhere, since much of her time had to be spent in the ER room because of me. I had 6 different sets of stitches from the age of 2 to 5.

  17. helenk said

    By the way Andrea was not quite 3 years old when she did these things.

    My son Michael when we moved to the suburbs wanted some money. I told him to earn it. I thought he would help a neighbor with yard work. Instead he and the kid down the street found copies of Playboy and sold the centerfolds to the teenagers for 50 cents a piece. He was 8 years old at the time.

    WOMEN WITH INTELLIGENCE AND EXPERIENCE,MEN WHO SUPPORT THEM AND COUNTRY BEFORE PARTY ALWAYS

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  18. taggles said

    I had a sister that was real quiet, but she was a sneaky one too! She was always into the candy, but no one ever caught her cause she was so sneaky, but me I always got caught at everything.

  19. la-t-da said

    Your experience, gary, sounds like the one in “Little Miss Sunshine”.

  20. la-t-da said

    My sister would always set me up to tell on myself. LOL She and I were fighting one time and she just knew how to push my buttons. I threw the little toy that I had in my hand. She just moved out of the way and let it go into the curio cabinet.

  21. Three Wickets said

    I wish I could remember the younger pre school years. I do remember when I was about 10 and my sister was 7. We were basically very well mannered kids. But every once in a while when we were bad, my mother’s preferred mode of punishment was to have us stand next to each other in our bedroom holding up a couple of my father’s medical textbooks over our heads for some minutes. I would dutifully do the time holding the book up as long as I could. But as soon as my mom would leave the room, my sister would drop her book on the bed and begin reading some arcane medical passage from the text, ignoring my admonitions about breaking the rules. Well, my sister today is a successful litigation attorney. And I suspect I chose not to become a doctor because of those maddening book lifts.

  22. garychapelhill said

    latda, we were constantly in the ER too. I had numerous stitches and broken bones. My dad nearly cut off my foot when I was two riding barefoot on the back of his bike, and my mom neatly severed my sisters thumb when she was around the same age when she dropped a “for sale” sign she was planting in a friends yard as a practical joke slipped and hit my sister’s hand, who was on the back of her bike. amazingly protective services was never called. Of course the thought of falling into the care of our evil grandparents was enough to terrorize us into silence…lol

  23. helenk said

    Pat and I were both working mothers and could tell war stories that would curl your hair when it comes to raising kids. When they get older and tell you the things that some of them did when they were younger, you are glad you did not know at the time.
    Children bring great love, but are work. They are fun and if you are smart you learn from them. You worry a lot and wonder if you are a good parent, but most of the time you would not miss it for the world.

    WOMEN WITH INTELLIGENCE AND EXPERIENCE,MEN WHO SUPPORT THEM AND COUNTRY BEFORE PARTY ALWAYS

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  24. la-t-da said

    When I was 8, my mom told me not to go barefoot or play in the drainage ditch before she went to work. By noon my cousins and I were in the drainage ditch barefoot. I almost severed my toe. My aunt tried to patch it up. When I got home, before my mom did, I stuffed my bloody sock in the bottom of the trash can. Cleaning the house a couple days later, she found it. She took me to the doctor and it was too late to do anything. I severed the tendon. Today I can’t bend that toe so it makes it look like I am shooting the bird with my toe. Lesson learned: when stuffing something in the trash can, put it in the middle not the bottom.

  25. helenk said

    One of the Christmas stories in my family is:
    When we moved to the suburbs we did not have a car. We moved in the house in the beginning of December. The firehouse down the road sold Christmas trees.
    My daughters and my son who was on crutches and some of their friends walked down to buy a tree. Walking back carrying the tree we almost stopped traffic. Most people did not walk in the suburbs and with us carrying the tree my son looked like Tiny Tim bringing up the rear.
    Last year for Christmas I made memory books for my kids. They loved them and their kids got a kick out of the stories. Of course I did not tell all of them.

    WOMEN WITH INTELLIGENCE AND EXPERIENCE,MEN WHO SUPPORT THEM AND COUNTRY BEFORE PARTY ALWAYS

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  26. SHV said

    My sister is nine years older that I. As a child, she tortured me without pity. That is why I ended up rather odd.

  27. garychapelhill said

    This is why we are so fucking fucked….

    Reporters from roughly 30 television networks, newspapers, magazines, and web sites celebrated the Fourth of July with Barack Obama at the White House last weekend. Why didn’t you know that? Because they were sworn to secrecy.

    We reported yesterday that Politico’s Mike Allen was spotted milling about as a guest at the White House’s “backyard bash” by the pool reporter, who was allowed into the event for 40 minutes and kept in a pen before being ushered out. When Allen quoted from the pool report in his Playbook column the next day, he deleted a reference to his own name and didn’t bother to tell his readers that he was actually at the party.

    Well, he wasn’t alone. Gawker has learned that the White House gave tickets to virtually every major news organization that covers the president—the New York Times, Washington Post, Newsweek, Time, ABC News, NBC News, CNN, CBS News, and so on, about 30 in all. The reporters were invited to attend on the following condition:

    “You are being invited to attend this event as a guest. Blogging, Twittering or otherwise reporting on this event is not permitted. If you feel that you cannot agree to abide by these ground rules, please don’t claim a ticket.”

    That’s right: Much of the White House press corps spent the Fourth schmoozing with White House staffers, catching performances by the Foo Fighters and Jimmy Fallon, and watching the fireworks from the most exclusive vantage point in the D.C. metro area, all off the record—not to mention off-the-Facebook and off-the-Twitter. These are the same people who just a week ago were whining in the press briefing about Obama’s malicious and dastardly attempts to “control the press.” (Well, not the self-same people—we’re not sure if Chip Reid and Helen Thomas, the primary antagonists in that exchange, were in attendance.)

    http://gawker.com/5311055/white-house-press-corps-spent-the-fourth-of-july-hanging-out-with-obama-off-the-record

  28. helenk said

    Well these steno whores seem to be wholly owned. If we want news and not backtrack’s talking points we will have to look to foreign media. The saddest thing is that these whores do not even have a clue that they are hurting the country by not doing their jobs.

    speaking of children
    My daughter Andrea just called me. Her son hid a hard boiled egg and she can not find it anywhere. I told her when the smell starts she will find it.
    HEE HEE A MOTHERS REVENGE////////

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  29. Fredster said

    “You are being invited to attend this event as a guest. Blogging, Twittering or otherwise reporting on this event is not permitted. If you feel that you cannot agree to abide by these ground rules, please don’t claim a ticket.”

    So these assholes agreed and attended, ignoring any ideas of journalistic ethos.

    No wonder so many of us refer to them as media whores.

  30. helenk said

    Fredster
    I have read where you take care of your mom. Last night I posted some phone numbers and website for inexpensive health care.
    I found these senior benefits in this new book I got
    nursing homes files
    http://www.cms.hhs.gov/certificationandcomplianc/downloads/SFFList.pdf

    Senior benefits

    http://www.eldercare.gov

    eldercare locator
    800-672-1116
    This is part of the Older Americans Act
    it is a network of support services
    household chores
    transportation
    in home health care for seniors who do not need 24hr care
    hot meals delivered
    telephone calls or visits for homebound seniors
    legal assistance
    medicare benefits counseling
    utility and heating assistance
    home repair
    pension counseling

    Maybe you knew about these but I did not and I hope it helps

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  31. helenk said

    Fredster
    I left you a comment but it is moderation. I do not think anyone will be here tonight to get it out. Tomorrow please check .
    It has a couple of links to help for the elderly. You might already know about them but I just found out about them

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  32. Fredster said

    Helen, thanks! First rule on links: WordPress doesn’t like you to put more than one in a comment. That’s probably why your post went to mod.

  33. Fredster said

    Helen, thanks! First rule on links: WordPress doesn’t like you to put more than one in a comment. That’s probably why your post went to mod.
    OH! You’re my new favorite blogger fyi

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