Bizarro (10/26/10)

Moooooooom! Fortunately, my parents don’t delight in telling embarrassing stories from my childhood. Nor do they have an abundance of baby pictures lying around. My mom has some pictures of me on her bookshelves, but they’re all fairly innocent; sidewalk chalk and bike riding, mostly. There are no temper tantrums, no bouts of cross-country car sickness, and no bizarre incidents in which I accidentally lock myself in a cage in the backyard. Not that those things wouldn’t be funny in retrospect. One of my favorite memories of my grouchy childhood cat is the time I went to pet her and startled her so badly that she fell behind the radiator. She ended up being okay, but man did she ever meow for the minute or so that she was stuck.


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