Mar 04, 2010 12:22
When I was about 9 or 10, I thought it would be funny to put a banana peel on the kitchen floor to see if anyone slipped on it.
In the living room, I waited for what seemed like forever for someone to walk through the kitchen.
Finally, my Mom started walking through and she said, "What is this garbage doing in the middle of the kitchen floor?"
When I was 7 or so, I began to love the smell of fabric softener and the feel of clean blankets and sheets. I used to purposely spill drinks on my blanket, bring it to my mother, tell her that my sister did it and that we needed to put it in the wash now.