Post 7: The Red Truck

Day (Post) 7: The Red Truck

Well guys, before I share my memory, I want to apologize for this huge gap in between posts. My life has been terribly busy and I've been beating myself up for not posting. This memory is my of my brother Michael and I's favorites, so I hope you enjoy!

Michael (my oldest brother) always had “the greatest ideas,” and being the awesome baby sister that I am, I typically went along with them. Let’s see, I was probably between the ages of six and nine. Mike and I had driven his red truck over to my grandma Bonnie’s house, about half a mile down the road, to pick something up for my mom, I believe. When we headed back and pulled into our driveway (which is about half a mile long itself) Mike had this bright idea to have me “drive the truck” up the lane so that we could freak my mom out. I, for once, thought that this was brilliant and agreed to go along with it! To make it believable, he held me on his lap, strapped us in, but then leaned over on the seat. This way, he could still control the peddles, but wouldn’t be able to be seen when my mom looked out the window. We were coming up to the house, so I started honking the horn repeatedly until my mom showed up at the door. When I saw her, I started waving and had the biggest grin on my face. She was so shocked!! She looked like she might pass out, or as Michael would say, “poop her pants!” She started to come outside when Mike sat up in the seat! It was such an epic moment. We might have gotten into a tiny bit of trouble, but it was all worth it. (:

                  This is a little outdated, but Mike is in the middle (: