How to Survive as a Child

I have a very early memory of my cousin Stevie zipping me into a sleeping bag and then like pulling a thing tight at the top. It's like, as a child having to do that is fucking not right. I swear to God, we had a game called guess. Oh, no, it was called guess what I just put in your mouth. Where we would blindfold someone and make a disgusting cocktail,. think ketchup, milk, gummy worms soda.