Sleeping arrangements...Meg's crotch beeper

I always remember that while I had my own bedroom most of my life at home, I always slept with Amy when she lived at home.

Then Megan and I slept together for years. Even though Megan would pee on me every night I would still sleep with her. Which reminds me of her Crotch beeper she would wear at night that she would snap to each side of her panties, then when she peed, it would make a loud alarm, supposed to scare her and train her not to pee her pants. Well we all know Megan and her deep sleeping, it NEVER woke her up, and she continued to pee on me...

Christmas Bonding

In the house on Emerson, there was an attic over the garage that you could get to through Peb's room. This is where mom and dad hid all of the Christmas presents. (Heather will have to tell her story about what she did one year with all the presents in the attic...). Well every Christmas Eve, or at least a couple, Peb would have to sleep in my room on the floor. Seeing as we disliked eachother so much, I would be so perplexed as to why they would force this on Christmas Eve...bless my little heart...

By the way, at Christmas, I remember loads and loads and loads of present under the tree, it seemed like a sea of gifts, mom and dad majorly hooked us up!

Freezing

Heather and I shared a bed for as long as I can remember, even though we had our own rooms. When she was a teen and staying out late, she would come home and climb in bed where I was fast asleep, and put her freezing cold hands on my bare tummy! How mean!

Scripture Study

I remember in the house on Emerson, I was probably 6, and everyone else would have to get up early in the morning to read the scriptures before school, but I was exempt because I was still sleeping. However, I would lean over on the top of the stairs and peek through at all you miserable people being forced to read, then climb back in my warm bed :)

The Last Fight

Peb and I fought many a fight in our day. The last one I remember was in American Fork, Utah in the rental home we lived in while the house was being finished. I don't remember how it started, or what it was about, but I remember it ending with me standing next to Trevor's car outside holding his CD with a rock to it. He was standing in the doorway with my backpack upside down, still holding it shut, but ready to let it go. We stood still like this for a few seconds, and then I made the move, scratch! He dumped my bag and started chasing me...