Saturday, October 13, 2007

Footloose

One time at church when I was around 9, my dad had to take my mom home from church early because she was sick. He wasn't going to be around when church got out so he left my older sister, Britain (12), in charge of me, Austin (6) and Ashlyn (4). Britain, Ashlyn an I were all able to sit attentively at the benches in front of the church waiting for my dad to pick us up. Austin (this will be a theme throughout these stories) was not able to behave himself and was running all over the place.

In an attempt to get attention from ward members walking to their cars Austin started belting out the Kenny Loggins tune "Footloose" at the top of his lungs. "Foot loose, foot loose, kick off your sunday shoes!" When he got to the end of the chorus he would kick off his right shoe as high as he could. Each chorus his shoe would go higher and higher until finally he kicked his sunday shoe onto the roof of the stake center.

My dad got back to pick us up soon after this. He had a bewildered look on his face as he got out of the car. He could tell by the looks on our faces that we had embarrassed him. A glance at the roof of he church and back at Austin's foot gave us away and he managed to keep his composure until we were all piled into the car.

My dad is a very patient man and very rarely yells, but he let us have it on the way home. I remember we were all crying hysterically by the time we got home and he yelled at us from the car all the way into the front door. Our neighbor was walking his dog outside our house when we got home and just stared as four kids in their Sunday best cried hysterically while a dad at the end of his rope yelled at them to stop crying.

Kick Off

The purpose of this blog is to catalogue all the rad stories I remember from my life. Lately in rehashing some of these stories with my brothers and sisters I realized that they remember some of the details differently. If you are in or know anyone in any of these stories, please comment so I can get my life's story straight before I am an old coot spouting nonsense. So, without further ado....