Life Before School

Ok. This is hard. Pre-school and kindergarten?? I hardly remember yesterday!!

So this will be the stories that I've been told so many times, they might as well be my memories.

I was a pink kitty. But before I was a pink kitty, I wanted a pink kitty. And then since I couldn't have a pink kitty, I decided that my dad was a pink kitty. My dad was amused. He played along. There I was throwing an all out fit at the grocery store with my mother because she wouldn't buy my daddy cat food. After she made me a pink kitty costume, I became the kitty. Spent entire days only meowing. When that got old, mom set my supper on the floor and told me that little kitties eat on the floor not on the table. That cured me.

I remember naptime at KinderCare. I had a blanket to sleep on while other kids had mats. I would ask to "borrow" little boys mats and then "fall asleep" on them. But I almost always faked the nap. If you didn't nap, you got a frowny face stamp on your hand. Manipulating boys and sleep from a young age...

I was a member of a very exclusive choir, the Cat Choir. We would sing all of our favorite songs minus the lyrics with the addition of meowing. Looking back, oh my stars! how annoying!!! But my dad, my brother, and I thought it was fabulous. Poor mom!

And I remember books! Always lots and lots of books!! Apparently that's the only time I would sit still, when I was being read to. This started my love affair with reading! And if we weren't reading, we were listening to music. And playing! No one could play like my mom! But I didn't like her coloring in my coloring book; she didn't always stay within the lines. 

Poor mom, I was hard on her! I was a busy, busy child always getting into misadventures- gum in the hair, gum in the eyebrows, stealing Atomic Fire Balls, scratching the paint on my dad's car and blaming God (my defence-God made my hand do it), loose powder on a dark velvet dress, lotion for the freshly groomed dog, painting my self with bright red lipstick, and the list goes on and on.

I was a handful then, and I don't think that I'm any less of one now!