Fighting for the front seat and other car misadventures....

After work tonight I stopped at the grocery store for a few things.

I witnessed a hilarious scene.

It was hilarious to me since I have not been involved in such a scene for probably at least two score and some years!

A brother and sister were causing a ruckus about just exactly who was going to sit in the front seat, and who was going to be stuck in the back seat.  The mother at the time was diplomatically stepping aside, loading the groceries, and letting the kids try to solve this very vital family situation on their own. Hilarious!

Did you used to squabble with a sibling about such a thing? Certainly us kids in Dawleyville did!

Of course, I was a kid back in the carefree days of no seat belts, and when you could sit in the way back of the station wagon - with a window that opened up and out (and occasionally slammed down on someone's knuckles).

Those carefree car days led to other mishaps once in a while...

Once rounding a corner, a car door flew open, and my brother tumbled out into the street! Luckily, there was no speed nor other vehicles involved, so my brother was scooped up and sat right back down. Think about that! This story is still the source of many a family "child abuse" stories we tease and talk about at get togethers.

On long trips of about 6 hours minimum from RI to Maine to visit our grandparents each summer, the simple torture of having to be in a car with 2 parents, 4 kids, and all our "stuff" - with NO bathroom breaks alone was bound to be fraught with mishaps - and noise!

So, I probably should feel guilty about chuckling to myself as I watched those 2 kids fighting over the front seat of the car for the ride home from the Price Chopper tonight, but it just made me laugh all the more as I recalled all my childhood days in the old Dawley family trucksters.

Do you just remember silly stuff like that sometimes and laugh? And then do you remember how important it felt at the time to be the one who got to ride in the front seat? Silly!

I am a Putnamaniac because I remember really, really, really wanting to sit in the front seat of the car driving home from the grocery store with my family!