Really, she does. Well, not anymore, but she used to lie to me shamelessly when we were children. Then she would say it was my own fault because she only did it because I was so gullible I would believe anything she told me. And the truth is, she was right. I was awfully gullible.
She once told me I was adopted. She even showed me a picture of myself as a newborn in a carrier seat on the front porch of our house and told me mom and dad found me there. (Poor scan of picture seen above.) Now, as an adult I realize how ridiculous this is. I am so very much my mother’s daughter it’s almost scary sometimes. And if you put all of the women on mom’s side of the family together the family resemblance is so strong that strangers notice it. Cindra and I have always had the exact same nose and always looked a lot alike as children. In fact, I would be a rich woman if I had a nickel for every time during our school years I had someone say to me “You must be Cindra’s little sister.” So the thought that I’m adopted is pretty funny, actually. But I believed it at the time. My big sister was telling me this, so it must be true. Well, not so much. Mom laughed about me believing that and explained I was only on the front porch in my carrier seat to get some sun and assured me I am most certainly not adopted. By the way, I have actually seen my official birth certificate issued by the state of Idaho and I am indeed very much my parent’s biological daughter.
When I was about five she lied and told me the Easter bunny lived at the top of a small sand dune near our house. She told me that so I would try and try to climb up that sand dune to see him. And keep falling and falling right back down because, well, sand is hard to climb. (Later I learned there was a trail around the other side of the dune that went right to the top.) It never dawned on me to ask why the Easter bunny would live on top of a sand dune. Why would I question my very wise older sister?
There was also the time Cindra told me she was dying. I forget exactly what she was supposedly dying of. Something strange and exotic, I think it was. And, again, I believed her! For some unkown reason I asked her if I could have her eyeglasses after she died. Something to do with the fact I thought they made her look smart (which she always has been) and I wanted to look as smart as my big sister.
It wasn’t that my sister was being malicious. She simply thought it was great sport to see what outrageous lies she could get me to believe. I’m still pretty gullible, I suppose, but she’s stopped teasing me about it quite so much.
**Correction**
It has come to my attention that apparently the picture above is not of me but of Cindra. It somehow got placed in my baby book by error. I find this pretty funny. And I have corrected the spelling of the word dying, for those who saw the post before I corrected it.
Brooke's Musings 
Sweetie – besides being gullible, you’re getting old and mixing your stories up! This is a picture of Cindra, not you, though many of you and Cindra’s baby pictures look the same. And the reason it was taken outside, on the front porch, was because all we common folk had in those days was black and white film and no flashes.
Being gullible is no sin, girl, I’m STILL gullible and get caught every so often.
And what color is Cindra ‘dyeing’???
Love you – Mom xoxoxoxo
Well, Cindra still is quite the prankster and practical joker. Though I don’t think she would do the kinds of emotionally damaging jokes she did to you as a child.
Here’s a good one from Jack Handey (Deep Thoughts):
“One thing kids like is to be tricked. For instance, I was going to take my little nephew to disneyland, but instead I drove him to an old burned-out warehouse. “Oh no,” I said, “Disneyland burned down.”
He cried and cried, but I think that deep down, he thought it was a pretty good joke.
I started to drive over to the real Disneyland, but it was getting pretty late.”
Kids really appreciate jokes like that.
By the way the new Challenge is up. come check it out.
Tom
Kids love tricks and games, but they are most fun if thethe kid isn’t left feeling like a fool.
And Brooke is still terribly gullible. How many of you have never heard her excited, “Really?” But that is part of what makes her so wonderful.
LOL – CB – just reading that, I COULD hear her! You know her well.
Tom, I know she didn’t mean for the pranks to be emotionally damaging. And really, I’m sure it was pretty emotionally damaging for her to tell me she’s dying and all I say is “Really? Can I have your glasses?”
And auntie, I seem to make a fool of myself quite easily, I’m sure she was just having fun with that fact… :)
Oh, boy…my comment didn’t post this a.m. In it I told Brookie that was me and that SHE was the one who told ME I was left on a doorstep…mixed up memory there. She told me that for years, every time she was mad at me, which was often, for some reason. It really damaged me emotionally and I send her all the therapy bills :)
I only sorta kinda remember the easter bunny one. I like that one, though. Very cool. Twisted and original.
And this is how gullible lil sis is: I died all the time. I mean, I got so good at it. She would shake me and plug my nose to try to get me to breathe out of my mouth, and I would still have her fooled. Over and over. It was cruel, I know, but man, she was a lil’ pain in the patootie! Finally, she learned that I am extremely ticklish and it was mostly all over after that, although she did think I died a couple times after that.
I had cool glasses…they were those 1970’s granny frames…so I can see why you wanted those, Boo!
No, I’m not mad at you silly! I know I am not a liar. Just a finder of cracks in the wall to slip through and wreak humorous havoc…ask my friends.
And I know that you had all of that coming to you…
I heart you!
LOL — Brooke, really, asking for her glasses was just desserts for her! And as much as i love teasing gullible people, I am very glad they exist, because they are the epitome of optimism.
Besides, if our family didn’t believe in the unbelievable we probably all would have curled up and died a long time ago.
I heart you too, sis. And ya know what I just found out? It was MOM who first told me she found you on the porch and you were adopted, just playing around. She just now told me that. So I guess I DID tell you that you were adopted… but only because it’s what mom told me. I wonder if she told me that during that long phase where I really wanted to be an only child? lol
And Aunt QD… the epitome of optimism? I like that!
CB – I agree with you. I’ve never that being gullible was a character defect!
I was just playing with you when you were little, Brooke. I told you that someone left Cindra out on the doorstep and that we decided to keep her. I told you we picked you in the cabbage patch (the one I always heard) and you didn’t believe that one, did you?!
xoxoxox
Have fun – I’m off to a birthday party.
Gullible people trust, and that is a good thing!
Brooke-I have no idea how you could forget that story. You tormented me, really.
Will you kindly send me that picture so I can put it in my baby book? I was wondering where it went.
Now, is it my turn to tell stories about you?
Sure, Cindra… feel free to tell stories about me… I was telling stories on myself, really, anyway… lol. And yes, I’ll send you the picture. If you’ll send me the one that belongs in my baby book! :)
When I was little one of my syblings — I dont remember which — told me I was found in the cabbage patch and they tried to get the parents to put me back and look for a boy! I was severely traumatized — which is likely why I don’t remember who it was that said such a horrid thing to me.
Hmm… mom just admitted telling me I was found in a cabbage patch. Suppose it could have been her? Or more likely her and AC together…
My memory is uncertain, but I want to blame Caryl — could just be because I spent more time with her as a kid.
Congratulations! You won the caption contest!
xoxoxoxo
Yay! Brooke! Way to go!
i can see how you both blogging is going to be hillarious. oh this was such a cute post, you made me laugh so much. i am pretty gullibable too and i was way worst. my sis didn’t try to lie to me, she just away with murder with my parents, specially my mom..and it mostly if not always worked..grrr..
you both have a wonderful love for each other, that is plain to see. it is also obvious that you are both great friends, truly i’m happy for you both. it’s a wonderful gift.