Friday, March 25, 2011

Flashback Fridays/Backseat of a Caddy

Back when I was about, oh I don't know, maybe 9ish and my brother was 11ish, we were sitting in the back seat of my dads huge Condillac fighting. I don't know where we were going, but the whole family was in that car and we were going somewhere as a family and we were gonna have fun...damm it! That was usually the tone of our family outings. My brother was picking on me as usual and I was whining. I'm not a whiner in general, but I never defended myself either because I was afraid I'd get in trouble. He was poking me and pretend smacking my head and anything else just to annoy me. My dad driving, my mother shot gun
and two loud obnoxious kids in the back, probably in our family outing clothes on our way to some place where I'm sure me and my brother had to act decent to each other and be polite.

Well, in situations like this I usually would hear "stop that" or "knock it off" and the traditional, "don't make me turn this car around, cuz I will", nope, didn't hear that one either. What I heard was "well, hit him back",
Well, it was like telling me it was Christmas all over again. I now had a reason to hit my brother, a defense and better than that I was ordered to hit him. So, as told to the family in the ensuing years to come, I doubled up my fist, swung my arm back and belted him right in the stomach, in which he promptly started to cry and whine about how it wasn't fair because mom had told bunny to hit him and that if he had permission it would then be a fair fight....blah, blah, blah. I vaguely remember doing this and what I do remember is being scared after because I knew there was a payback coming. We continued to bicker and give each other the stink eye all the way to our destination, but If these two kids were mine I might have kicked them out of the car and floored it outta there or at least thought about doing it.

Update: I wrote this entry because at the time, there was a news report of a woman back east who was so upset with her children fighting in the car....she dropped them off on the curb and instructed them to find their way home. There was a lot of debate about it. I for one, never had this problem since my daughters are 15 years apart. I have two only children.
I'm just sayin"


  1. Having 4 kids myself, I remember threatening them to behave and saying, "Don't make me pull over". Then, we got a Suburban and I could no longer avoid stopping... I couldn't reach the rascals. To the best of my memory, though, they were pretty good. (mostly because they knew I was serious and WOULD stop the car)

  2. My sis picked on me incessantly when I was little. My mom told me to take up for myself so one day when I couldnt take it anymore I turned and coldcocked her up side the head and broke her glasses. Soooooooo guess who got in trouble. It was worth it tho cause she didnt pick on me no mo.

    My kids never did really fight in the car. Car? Was only 3 kids at the time and it was a Datsun B210. They had their little arguments around the house but they were usually pretty well behaved in the car and in public. Of course they knew that they would get a whooping if they acted up.

  3. When I saw the title I thougth it was going to be a dating story. Bad me. LOL

  4. Lol that was my first thought too Simply Suthern!

    Bunny I am an only child and I have an only child, so I've never experienced fighting siblings first hand.

    I can imagine how frustrating it must be for the parents, but I don't think I'd have gone quite to the lengths of that woman who made them walk home(though then again, I suppose a lot depends on how far and through what sort of neighbourhood!)


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