My Childhood part 3

When I was 4 or 5 my parents sold our house and we moved into the trailer that had been used for the daycare my mom owned. I remember that the trailer was divided in half by the bathroom. One half was the "living area" (living room, kitchen, and daycare area). The other side was the bedroom that my family shared. My brothers slept on a bunk bed, I slept on the floor, and my parents slept on a mattress (like a hide-a-bed type). I did not mind this arrangement, because then I wasn't alone at night and wasn't scared.
When I was in 1st grade, my dad sold KTNR and bought a radio station in Spokane, Washington (KRSS). He and my older brother moved up there to get things going, while my mom, Chris, and I moved to California to live with my grandparents for a few months. My grandparents are probably my favorite people in the world and I was so excited to live with them. My cousins also lived nearby and so it was fun to get to go to the same school as them. My main memory from these few months was buying juice at school. My oldest cousin was in the 5th grade and she "sold" the juice with a classmate, who happened to be a boy. She was an extremely shy person and so every time I would come up and say Hi, she would "die" of embarrassment and then be mad at me. I never wanted to make her mad, but as a first grader and new student, it made me proud to know someone...especially a 5th grader. We laugh about it now, but I really think she was not laughing at the time! After a few months, we joined my dad and Rich in Spokane where I finished 1st grade.
I met a girl from school that lived down the street from us. I had very, very long hair and my friend had very, very short hair with a very long "tail". Does anyone remember tails? One day I walked home from school and my mom told me that she was taking me to get my hair cut...with my friend and her mom. For some odd and unknown reason, my mom thought that I wanted to get my hair cut just like my friends'. I was shocked and appalled...yet being a fairly quiet person, I did not want to argue and risk hurting my friend's feelings or her mom's...for some reason I remember her being very excited about it. So, we chopped all my hair off...and yes, I got a tail. I was mortified...and still am...which is why I will not be putting that picture in this blog. I do not think the tail stayed around for long, but it took FOREVER to grow my hair back.
Another thing I remember about this friend is that she had twin baby sisters. It worked out great because then we each had one to play with. We each had our favorite. One of them was darker skin toned with dark hair - like my friend, and the other was very pale and blonde haired (actually more bald) like me.
When I was in 2nd grade, my dad became the pastor of a church in Coeur d' Alene. We commuted to church for about a year or so.
The summer between my 2nd and 3rd grade years, I broke my arm playing on the monkey bars at the school. It didn't set right and I ended up having surgery to set it right. The only thing I remember about it was that I got to sleep with my parents because we had to get up real early.
At our house in Spokane, we had a basement that we called the dungeon. My older brother's room was down there and I even had a room down there for a short time...it was more like a closet, but it was fun (except at night...there were spiders down there!)
I remember one autumn, my mom paid my younger brother $.10 for every pinecone he picked up. I don't think she did the math before hand or thought about how many pinecones there were in our yard...but she ended up paying him a lot of money. I think he was only 4 or 5 at the time. I was bummed that I had school and didn't get to get in on that deal!
When I was in the 3rd grade we moved to Coeur d'Alene.
To be continued...