This past Thanksgiving 2008, I listened as Allen Nelson was telling about the recent incident when couple of his little granddaughters played with their Aunt Suzanne's purse where she kept all her make up & lotions. They smeared lipstick everywhere, squeezed the tube of lotion empty, and they totally ruined Suzanne's purse and made her cry! Everyone in the house freaked out over the big mess and Suzanne was promised a new purse and everything that was in it!
I remember that I had experienced a similar incident a long time ago. For sure, little girls haven't changed over the years, they are attracted to lipstick! My little sisters, Gayla and DeAnn, had a great time with my lipstick while I wasn't home. I was 16 or 17 while they were bothersome little rascals. They had nothing better to do for entertainment in the afternoon before I came home from school than dress up like clowns. On several ocassions I was greeted at the front door by those two little snoops who had gobbed up their faces with my lipstick... they had painted red circles on their cheeks & noses with my lipstick! I don't remember freaking out and nobody promised to buy me new lipstick. I had nothing that they hadn't gone snooping through. Ruth , Gayla, DeAnn and I all shared a bedroom and all I had was one little drawer in the dresser where I could keep my stuff. Nothing was safe in that bedroom! One morning DeAnn woke up and looked in the mirror and saw that her face was all smeared with my red lipstick and my brown eye brow pencil. For years, she thought one of us had painted her face while she slept but time has revealed that she did it to herself during one of her sleep walking sessions.
(Our family photo was taken at the Bradford's home (Hyrum, Utah) in 1959 while we were visiting in Utah for Thanksgiving. Our mother was 40 that year. She had lots of girl friends and sang in a Barber Shop Quartet. See Gayla (7 ) wearing her "Blue Rascal" outfit and DeAnn (5 ) wearing her "Red Rascal" outfit standing on each side of Grandpa Nielsen. I am standing in front wearing my new coat with a "Raccoon" fur collar. Mom is holding baby Alan (almost 1) who is wearing the pink snowsuit DeAnn wore as a baby. Ruth (10) was busy in her own world with her friends and always the smartest kid in her school class. Reed (15) kept the messiest bedroom in town but Dad depended on him to help out on the farm every day until he got home from work. Dad was a welder and worked on several dams that were being built on the Columbia River.)
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Good write-up! Now the whole world knows about your rascal sisters. Nice picture too, I don't think I've ever seen that one. Nice to see that moment way back in time.
I am sure glad I didn't get into your lipstick and get my name written up as being a rascal. Thanks for labeling me the smart one! I liked that.
I remember those trips to Utah for Thanksgiving. They were pretty fun except for having to listen to DeAnn complain the whole way that she "couldn't breathe".
It seems like running around like crazy with all the boy cousins and jumping from the hay loft in the barn were my main occupation on those occasions. I sort of remember sitting down to eat... gulping it down fast so I could run around some more.
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