I saw this challenge on Pinterest and thought "Hey, I should do that!" and so I am.
Your birth and family:
*What is your full name and how did you get that name? Do you have any nicknames?
My full name is Casey Marie Wootton (Previously Silvester). I got this name because my mom liked the name Casey. Marie is after my great Grandma Della Marie Hess-Silvester (?). I think this is correct. If not, my mom will correct me. :)
My nicknames have been/are: chicken (given to me by my elementary friends because me and Meghan liked the show Cow and Chicken); Clubbie (given to me by my brother Jake. He gave everyone weird nicknames), and now I am known as "Sweet" to Cody.
*What are your parent's full names and birth dates and places?
My mom's full name is Theresa Ann Silvester. She was born on February 28th in Chateauroux, France.
My dad's full name is Curtis Dean Silvester. He was born on September 4th in Tremonton (?), Utah. I think that's where he was born.
*What is the date of your birth? Where were you born? What are some of the circumstances (when your mom went in to labor, how long, her doctor, your dad fainting, etc.) of your birth?
I was born September 29th, 1985. I am the only child of my family born in a different state (Picayune, Mississippi). I was my mom's biggest baby weighing 8 lbs 8 oz. I slept through the night very soon after that. My mom is so lucky to have me :). I am not sure about any crazy stories surrounding my birth, and I actually have no idea what my dad was doing during the labor either. Mom? Feel free to leave a comment with all the details, please. :)
*What are your sibling's full names and birth dates?
In order of birth:
Nathan Spencer Silvester- March 11th (?), 1981.
Laura Deanna Silvester (Van Noy)- January 4th, 1983.
Jacob Carter Silvester- July 8th, 1993. Ah, little Jake.
*How was your relationship with your siblings and parents?
This is a great question. We fought. All. The. Time. Especially my sister and me. Especially my sister and older brother. And occasionally me and my older brother. We would yell and hit each other. We would tease relentlessly. We would steal each other's stuff and each other's snacks. That was an especially hard blow for us. I think we are all food addicts and so finding empty wrappers or containers of our favorite treats was pretty devastating and it was never-ending. I remember screaming my guts out at my brother who was standing in the kitchen eating the caramello bar my mom bought for me. I had just got home and had went to the bathroom, and when I came out he had devoured almost the whole thing. I screamed and cried at him until he threw the mostly eaten candy bar at me (it hit me in the face), and then I finished it off. It didn't taste very good after that. Not because my brother has cooties, but of course, because I was freaking out about a candy bar and I knew it was ridiculous. I felt bad that I had yelled at him. Maybe he didn't know it was for me. But...then he would do it again, and again.
Nowadays though, we are all tight. We got each other's back and I only occasionally get mad at them. And there is never any yelling, screaming, or hitting. Or eating each other's special snacks.
*What are some lessons you learned from you parents?
I learned that hard work feels good. I learned to be imaginative and creative. I learned that getting a good education is vital, not necessarily so you make a lot of money, but so that your brain is exercised daily and you stay sharp. I learned to stand for truth and righteousness and to remember who I am. I learned the value of a good book. I learned to say what I feel is right and stick up for others and myself even when it's hard.
*How did you help in your home?
We never had a chore chart or an allowance, really. I was told to do something and I would scream and wail and finally do it. I would help my dad out on the farm. I would do dishes, carry in firewood, take out the garbage, burn the garbage, mow the lawn, vacuum, help in the garden. They didn't ask me for much and I should have been more willing to help. I learned valuable lessons from my friends who did what their parents asked them to do willingly without even being annoyed about it. I thought that it was normal to throw a fit and whine about being asked to do a chore. I learned that from watching my older siblings reactions, but I am not sure where they learned it. Let's wait and see if Laura comments about it. Heehee.
3 comments:
Dad was born in Brigham City in the back seat of the doctor's cadillac. Nate's birthday is the 8th - Halle's is the 11th. You were born two weeks after your due date on the night of a full moon. Labor was quick, contractions started about midnight and you were born at 6am. You were the only one I had an epidural with and I didn't even get to enjoy it :) Dad was with me the whole time and we didn't agree on your name until after you were born. But, yeah, your first name comes from a little girl who lived across the street from my sister, Dell. I always liked that name and then your middle name is for Grandma Silvester, who was always so nice to me. And, I am lucky to have you :)
We are lucky to have you too Casey as a wife to our only son and mother of Atrion. You are so imaginative and I know Atrion will be also. We love you.
Love, Kathy
I think you should erase Mom's maiden and the date of their birth...it just sounds like phishing to me! Those are security questions asked on online banking and credit reports.
Nope I agree...we fought. Beat the crap out of each other. I hated being asked to do anything. :) I am still that way. A lazy bum. I was born that way;) I think maybe it was because it was never "chore time" where everyone was up doing chores...it was usually one of us getting called out to do the dishes or take out garbage or vacuum...but never all of us at once. So it was painful to be in the kitchen with a counter full of dishes while they rest of the family is in the living room laughing at the movie you are all watching.
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