I’m participating in the October Memoir and Backstory Challenge hosted by Jane Anne McLachlan. Yesterday’s post was about my infancy, Baby Speed Eater – October Memoir Challenge. For October 2nd, I have a post about age 2. If this looks like fun (it is!), it’s not too late to join us — the challenge is for 25 posts in October, so there’s room for some skipped days.
My mother loved to tell this story. When I was little, she found me playing on the shady side of the house in the dewy wet grass.
She said, “Well, Joy, why don’t you play in the sun?”
I looked up with a forlorn face. “I can’t reach it.”
Mother also loved to tell the story about this Life magazine cover. I didn’t know until last week when I was sorting through a box of photos and other ephemera in preparation for this memoir project that she actually kept the famous cover all of these years, with the story annotated in her beautiful handwriting.
Joy, not quite 3, saw this and said: “Look Mommy! He’s eating the brush.”
I’m still reaching for the stars. As for facial hair, I apparently like it since my husband of twenty years has had a mustache and beard the entire time I’ve known him.
What are the funny stories your parents tell about when you were little?