Monday, February 13, 2012

The Curse of the Youngest

Picture this. Evanston, Wy. 1984. The four Hatch kids are happily playing next door. Jenny (the oldest) was obviously not happy having to haul the poor youngest (me) along with her on her adventures.

Jen: "Jill you have to sit on this bench until I come and get you."
Me: "Jenny, I don't want to sit on the bench."
Jen: "If you leave the bench, there is a huge dog that will come and eat you."

I sat on the bench for hours.

Inside the house playing war downstairs:
Jason: "Jill you are the secretary. Stay here and take notes."
Me: " Jason, I want to play. I can hold a gun."
Jared hands me a broken golf club and says it's my gun.
Jason: "If you leave this room, they will shoot you first."

I stayed in the room for hours, until I realized they had all left for next door and I was alone in the basement.

I walked into the kitchen to find this.
Me: "Ben, what are you doing?"
Ben: "I couldn't find my music stand."


  1. Hahaha! So funny! When I was 4 or 5 I wanted to play hide and seek with my 12 year-old brother and his friend and they told me that the texture on the walls were my other brothers and sisters who were smashed into the walls for playing hide and seek when they were my age. Poor little youngests.

  2. Soooooo cute! Thanks for the 80's intro. :)

  3. I love that bottom picture more than words can say. Hilarious.