Monday, February 11, 2013

The Silvers


The Silvers were the family that lived in the new house next to my new house in our Camelot subdivision. Side by Side professionals protective of their newly acquired status on the rungs to success, polite hellos the only interaction. The Silvers were Jewish, The Keilys, Catholic.


Adult explanations made little sense as to why the matching boy and girl in the Silver family could not play with my brother and me on Saturdays, or us with them on Sundays. My interpretation to my two-year-old brother was that the Silvers had to wake up early and couldn't play with us.


Impossibly long weeks would go by with only glimpses of the Silver children captured the moment my teeter totter flattened at the peak of our connecting fence. And then one day there was Mrs. Silver, matching children in hand, at our front door. "May I speak with your mother?"


It seemed Mrs. Silver was at her wits end. "We don't mind that your little boy wakes us up at the crack of dawn each morning by crowing like a rooster underneath our bedroom window, but Sundays are our only day to sleep in!" My parents had no idea John was not only escaping from his crib, but exiting our house by the sliding glass door and unlatching our connecting fence!


A shared laugh told to husbands over dinner was all that was needed for the families to see they shared more things in common than not. Fast friends every day of the week, Saturdays and Sundays to worship the same God.

Please do not Pin pattern to Pinterest.


22 comments:

pam said...

That is the best story! What is it about toddlers that makes them so crafty? My 5 year old has manged to do some things that I am just shocked he figured out how to do! Love your little duckies!

Sandy said...

OMG!!!! I had to laugh out loud hearing abotu your brother as a baby!!!! Dear me! Thanks for posting the link, I am SO excited that you joined us! Sandy

Kathy @ Creative Home Expressions said...

Your little ducks are adorable, Elizabeth! It is hard to put together the brother you talk about as an adult with the little scamp who would escape.

Kathleen said...

Such a cute story! It reminds me of the youngest member of the movie Please Don't Eat the Daisies with Doris Day and Peter Niven, and Doris's character explains why the baby is locked up in a "cell"-a covered playpen: "Could you unlock a door when you were a baby? Well, he can."

Shirley Hatfield said...

My little boy Greg was an escape artist as well. He could open any lock. I lost him one day...one terrible day. But all ended well. I will have to make a blog post with the story. Thank you for your wonderful tale! Such memories your stories bring to mind!

Lesa said...

You tell the most amazing stories! I always enjoy them. Thanks!

Cindy said...

Your brother sounds like a real character! great story and your little ducks are so cute!

vintage grey said...

Oh my!! Your mom definitely had her hands full. ;) Adorable ducks Elizabeth!! Your creations always bring such a giddy smile to my face! Have a beautiful week! xo Heather

Perfectly Printed said...

I love the ducks!!! And what a great story!! Daughter number 4 was a climber never the roof but the upstairs window sill was a favorite place!

Chris

kimber said...

What an adventurous time you had with a little escape artist for a brother! Another wonderful tale that had me laughing out loud! Thank you for sharing your memories and the adorable pattern. I am busy making pom-poms from your wonderful tutorial! xoxo

craftyles said...

How funny. Your brother sounds like my youngest son-both escape artists. I put a proper thank you on my blog. Hope that's okay. Thanks again, E.

~Damita's Pretty Wrap~ said...

What a funny little story!! :) Love your sweet little ducks!! :) xo Holly

Tammy's in Love said...

I'd say we are all lucky that dare devil baby brother of yours lived to adulthood so you can continue to regale us with the hysterical stories of his past and present!

Patti said...

Ohhhhh, your brother is a hoot, and your poor mother! It all sounds amusing now, but was she worried sick?

VintageBettys said...

That is so funny.... my son was an escape artist himself ...I love your ducks they are too cute!! Michele and I really love the little birdies that you made us...we did a post on those cuties....and that little bird on the nut cup is adorable ...I just had to try to make one...I started going crazy with pipe cleaners...I'm hooked I'll do a post later in the week :) Thank you again.

A Little Creation said...

I was going to say the same thing Kathleen said. Your brother is a riot!
Chris =]

Silvia said...

Your ducks are great Elisabeth

gr. Silvia

Rosabears said...

They are looking so sweet.
Thanks for the amazing story.
Marja

Kim K. said...

Your brother's stories are just fantastic. Love your peek at Easter decor! I'm getting excited to think about pastel crafting!!

Holly- Cutie Pie Cottage said...

Ha-ha-ha! First laugh of the morning! Makes me feel not so alone with my own rascally boys!

Your cute little animals remind me that spring is on the way! ♥

A Vintage Chic said...

Wonderful story, Elizabeth! My brother-in-law and your brother sound like they came from the same mold!

Wishing you a beautiful day, dear friend...

Julie

Ina said...

lol, it's amazing he survived! ;p