mine started off great but after mum and dad got a divorce it got a little crazy. our dad promised us the world so we ended up with him. i was 11 with an older bro 12, and my little bro 2. my dad worked afternoons at GM so we had to watch our little brother every night except weekends. not much time for fun. our dad is a marine so the only way he knew how to keep us in line was boot camp everyday. he woke us up for school with the classic metal garbage can and pop bottle(if you've never been woke up that way ,it scares the hell outta you).then a breakfast way to big to eat AND you will eat it!!!off to school,finally home for the chores. my older bro had allergies so i got screwed with the outside,we had a gravel driveway shaped like an H that was 12 foot wide and totalled about 600 ft in length that i had to pull weeds in plus the 7 gardens. i also had to pick the beans,tomatoes,etc. the beans sucked cuz you could pick them and 5 hours later new ones grew so i'd get yelled at for not doing it right. rain days were cool but it ment twice as much work the next day.doing dishes was a real test, when he came home from work he would inspect them and if he found one spot,he would wake us up sometimes 2.00am . and make us wash everything that you could cook with ,eat on, or eat with.pop corn maker,pans we never used. the water would be cold and we still washed. and heaven forbid there was another spot. we would finnish just in time to go to school.we always had more food than most but pops would count the cheese slices and stuff.then wake us up at 2 or 3.00 am and bitch about who ate them .if he was especially emotional about mom he would wake us up and ask whats wrong?i always thought ,besides you being a dick i don't know. getting the belt was a real treat cuz if we woke our little brother,who was about three foot away. we would get it twice.we had anything we wanted, but dad used it for punnishment by taking it away. gee i wonder why i never joined the MARINES??, 5 years was enogh for me.