We lived on a great big hill, and my sisters used to send me top to bottom in my stroller, just flying along, counting on the sister at the bottom to catch the stroller!
Seat belts and such weren't an issue either, so we used to stack all 7 kids in the car: one in the front between mom and dad, and the 3 largest holding the 3 smallest on their laps in the back seat.
I'm the youngest and don't remember this, but one brother told me the 'rents used to go Christmas shopping and leave all 7 kids in the car alone. After dark.
Every cut got mercurochrome on it (yep, mercury on an open wound). And there was lots of swimming in the rivers, when the steel companies here used to dump all their waste in the rivers. I'm surprised we don't look like the Simpsons! |