Mom talked in my older years about how hard I was to potty train. Truth be known, I knew that I was suppose to go to the outhouse or my potty chair to potty, but I hated the outhouse and i was just too busy playing to go inside to the chair. I was a very busy and active child and couldn't be bothered by such things.
We lived in a very small house in Louisville Kansas. I don't remember everything about it because I was so very young. I do remember we did not have any plumbing to the house. I think we had a hand pump at the sink but am not sure. l do remember taking out baths in the kitchen in a large metal wash tub.
However, I got away from the outhouse story and the reason I hated it so. Common knowlege would tell you that it stunk to high heaven and was just nasty inside the hole. Dad had put a very small hole in there for us kids to use. I was terrified to sit on it because I was afraid a snake was going to come out of that nastimess and bite me on my "hiney". (That is the word that mom used for out bottoms).
The good news is that we moved to Wichita Kansas when I was four, and we had an inside bathroom complete with a real clean workable toilet.
Now you know "the rest of the story".
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Good golly! I didn't know you lived in a house with no indoor plumbing. uggg! I don't think I would have used to outhouse either.
ReplyDeleteWe lived in that little house until we moved to Wichita when I was 4yrs old---Michelle was just a wee baby, and Kathy would have been 7yrs. old. I thought for sure if I started doing this that you kids will find out all kinds of things you didn't know. I am a lot more likely to write stuff from my childhood --like a journal I have been meaning to start for a couple years.
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome Mom! I appreciate that. I'd love to know more about your life. You know, the things you don't think to ask when you're a kid. I love hearing stories, and I love telling your stories to my kids.
ReplyDeleteI actually remember hearing about this. I am very happy to be born in the "indoor plumbing generation". That being said, I remember the outhouse at the cabin and on many a camping trip.
ReplyDeleteThis will be a great way to pass on stories to your grand kids (and kids for that matter). This lack of knowledge hit me at Thanksgiving when you and Dad started a little of the "old days" stories for Whitney. I realized I had never heard....or did not remember them. I love this stuff.
Great that you both enjoyed this so much. I will continue because I have lots and lots of stories---some you have heard and some not. Whitney will know some of them because we (my sisters and me) laughed and joked about several of them around our bonfire at the ranch.
ReplyDeletegrnadma you mean like the pot at the bank? and the time your mom pulled over the car cause you said she couldn't reach you?
ReplyDeleteYes sweet cheeks, those are yet to come so shhhh!
ReplyDeleteoh... i know the one about her not being able to reach you. You remember Hannah said that too, don't you, mom? Two peas in a pod!
ReplyDeleteYes that would be the one alright! she wouldn't by chance be one of the ornery ones too now wouod she? lol
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