This sweet little face looks innocent enough, right? I realize I look about ten there, but I was actually twelve. Late bloomer, what can I say. Anyway, back to innocence. I really didn’t get in much trouble. Two reasons. First being that I was usually coaxed into doing things. My siblings usually put me up to things, and apparently the folks were onto them. Second reason being that when I did get up nerve enough to do something wrong, I was usually quite careful not to get caught. Yes, I was sneaky.
Being that I didn’t get caught doing things that weren’t nice, does not mean that when I did get in trouble that I was actually guilty. Trust me, my mother often accused me of things I never had any intention of doing. At least, not until she put the ideas in my head with her accusations.
When I was about twelve, my brother and his newly wedded wife lived behind my folks. He married a city girl, and we lived WAY out in the country. No telephone; heck we were lucky we had electricity and indoor plumbing. Seriously, it took us forty-five minutes to drive to the nearest city. Anyway, knowing that she was probably lonely my cousin and I decided to go over and visit with her. We regaled her with tales of our childish exploits. We stayed for about an hour, thinking we had a great time entertaining her.
Boy, did poop hit the fan the next day! My mother gave me a tongue lashing of a lifetime. Apparently, my cousin and I were much more annoying than we ever dreamed. She had told my mother that we were showing up all the time and spending all day (one time and one hour!) , and not allowing her to get anything done. In short, we were driving her crazy! My mother informed me of what a disgrace and embarrassment I’d caused her not to mention the agony I put my poor sister in law through. When I reported this to my cousin she was as floored as me. We really couldn’t understand what we had done wrong. After that I avoided my sister in law like the plague. I was always afraid of saying too much to her lest I get on her nerves. Shortly after that they moved many states away to her home town. Maybe, my chattiness drove her away!