Wild Memory Wednesday...

Ryan age 4 reminiscing with Mom and Dad. Ryan had had hernia surgery and on that day, I ran over to the womens clinic and found out I was expecting Maddy. That same night Ryan broke out with chicken pox. So Grandma came to stay for a week because I had to work. Ryan remembered that time well... "Oh, that's when I went poopy behind the blue chair!" Grandma failed to mention this to us...

Ryan age 4 at store arguing with dad going down the hardware aisle. "But DAD! We need a plunger in case our poopy gets stuck!"

Ryan at 5. Dad had fallen on the front steps carrying boxes to the car for Mom, landing on his wrist and knee. Three weeks later, his wrist is still bothering him, so he and Ryan went to the store for a wrist brace wrap.
Ryan - very loudly at the checkout - "Why do you need that? Is it because of when Mom beat you up?"

An original story by Ryan McMullen… written April, 2000. Age 8
“Ryan’s Magic Ring”
My magic ring can only do one wish a day. If you use two or more it will explode. I would like to be a super hero. So I can fly and use laser beam and mega punch. I would also like a billion bux. So I can buy a ptyhon. I would like a big screen TV too.
Maddy at 5 after eating ALL her Easter candy in one afternoon...
Chattering so fast you can't make out anything, except right in the middle without any pauses she blurts "blah blah blah I can't shut up for one minute blah blah blah"

Maddy at 4. Loved playing secret agent. She would slink around the house and talk to herself as if she had a walkie-talkie. If you stopped to enjoy her by watching, she got embarrassed and told you not to look.

Maddy at 2-3 in the car with a bad cold and hoarse voice says something to Dad in a very raspy voice.
Dad, "You sound like a chain smoker!"
Maddy - "I AM a chain smoker! What's a chain smoker?"

Maddy at 4. She loved to cook but refused to follow a recipe or take advice. If you asked what's she making, she'd say, "I don't know what it's called, but I know what's in it!" It usually consisted of pickle chunks and peanut butter with a bit of mayo and flour, then she'd insist you eat it.
Meri at 3. After church one night we were headed home on the interstate. On the way we discovered that she'd stuck a rock up her nose, she said it was so she could clean it. Makes perfect sense to me! As we drove, I turned around trying to comfort her tears and blow it out her nose with no success. We were almost to our exit and suddenly she gasped very loudly and yelled, "I can't breathe!!" We turned around at the exit and took her to the emergency room.

Meri at 3. Found some paint in the garage and made a skunk out of our basset hound. When we confronted her about it, she denied, of course... but the tell tale little girl footprints tracking paint thru the garage was a dead giveaway.

Meri at 4. Finding gum in Dad's shoe one morning, we decided it had to be her. She at first admitted it, but then for years later denied it and got angry whenever we teased her about it. She was on gum restriction for a long time...

Meri at 4. During a car ride, Meri insisted upon tormenting her brother and his friends with her barbies. A few minutes after the barbies were confiscated by her Dad, Meri started chuckling and says "You can't do anything without the accessories" that she was hiding in her lap...