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Ms. Thang

I was the first grandchild on Mama's side of the family, and the firstborn of her and Daddy's three kids.  According to the photographic history that she compiled for me, my cute little baby butt never felt a solid surface for the first year or so.  Everybody loves babies, be it kittens or humans.  Problem is, they grow up and get an attitude.  Poopie_bill This is the story of how I got mine.  It's not all pretty and tidy like some stories, but it is mine and full of the faith and grace that led me to  who I am today.  Elder children often feel the pull to be responsible over-achievers.  My siblings and I are three in all, with me born first.  Two younger brothers aggravated the stew out of me when I was  a teenager and bore the brunt of Daddy's anger and Mama's caretaking.  Me, well.  I just tried with everything I had to be the perfect one.    Ain't no future in it, if you ask me.   

July 24, 2006 in growing up poopie | Permalink | Comments (0)

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