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Originally Posted by APerfectLie
That must have been a huge bathtub or you all must have been small! I don't think I could possibly fit two kids in the bath with me. Speaking of bathtubs, my sister once walked in on me taking a bath when I was 12 and she was 16, and then she proceeded to run and tell the entire family that I was masturbating while bathing even tho I wasn't!
Another embarrassing story of when I was 12. My sister dressed me up in drag and then took pictures of me. My mom then had those pictures developed and thought they were the greatest thing ever and loved to pull them out and show people. I confiscated those pics tho and now have them stored away somewhere. It's funny to me now, but back then I hated ever posing for those pics!
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You.must.share.drag.pictures. Now.
It was a standard issue bathtub. My sister was as old as 9 by the time this practice ended. I think.
We weren't big kids. After all these years, what I don't understand is why she made us do this. To conserve water? Yes, family bathing is a tradition in the "old country," but the bathtubs there are enormous; they're often square-shaped and have seats in them. And I suppose the conservation of water in the olden days was imperative, especially if you lived out in the country. But here we're talking about living in a regular split ranch house in 1970s suburban America.
Oh, also, in the spirit of TMI, I was circumcised the summer I turned 9.
I don't recall wearing pants that entire summer... Traumatized doesn't event begin to describe it... For literally the next 15 years, showering or bathing was an excruciating experience. You're welcome.