What chores did you enjoy as a kid?

Lighting the coal fire and taking the dog for a walk.

Mowing the lawn
Setting the table

skinning the dogs for the weekly dinner special.

@ragingloli How did they taste?

a bit like wolf.

Feeding chickens and finding eggs, definately mowing.

Cooking by the time I was 11. I was the person to make the spaghetti sauce from scratch. (Well canned tomatoes; fried onions and garlic in olive oil, spices were my secret with red wine vinegar and a tablespoon of sugar).

Mowing a 2.5 acre yard, burning the garbage, I had to bust up and re-pour a huge concrete slab once. Some odd chores too like ridding the shudders of bats.

Cleaning the family station wagon to go to the drive in.

I used to love vacuuming. I loved it so hard my mom wouldn’t let me do it. But that was because I thought it was funny to work the streaks the vacuum left into profanity.

I was around 8 at the time and I had vacuumed the living room and it was Christmas and everyone was coming over. Perfect time to use the vacuum write “cunt” in the carpet with the vacuum. I had no idea about the word but I knew it was bad.

Grandpa was the first to notice and told my mom. That was the fastest my mother has ever moved.

Mowing the yard for dad. But he paid me well and always praised me for doing a great job. Always wondered if I really did that good or if he just wanted to make me feel good.

@NomoreY_A :: My dad had a welding and machine shop. And my mom did all the administrative stuff. It is kinda funny since the school bus would take my sister and I to a Taco Bell where we would use the payphone (1987) to call my mom and she would come pick us up while we ate Taco Bell Grandes and nachos.

Then she would pick us up and we would go to the shop and get put to work. I mostly swept while trying to avoid looking at people welding and dodging forklifts. No clue what my sister was up to. I wasn’t paid in cash. Mom would take me to get some Lego when we left at the Fred Meyer on our way home.

@johnpowell. Well at that age, Legos were probably better than money anyway : )

I liked polishing the furniture because it meant it was the holidays and my older siblings were coming home from college.