Reminiscence of My Childhood

I guess my earliest memory is when I was a baby. My dad was cradling me in his arms and waking through our front door. He had a curly fro and mustache. The door frame was light blue and I think there was some kind of construction going on in our house.

My next earliest memory was dad taking apart my crib. It was against the south wall in mine and Molly's room, maple colored. Dad was kneeling on one knee and Molly was standing on the other side of him.

I remember putting up wallpaper in our room - it had a weird smell.

All I remember from preschool was doing this art project with melted crayons, napping on a towel with my name on it and thinking that my mom had very nice handwriting, and having a race on big wheels.

When Molly was in Pod, but I wasn't, I remember going to see her and I sat in her lap in the assembly room when everyone was watching a movie. I remember her being so excited to see me, and vice versa.

I remember my first day of kindergarten. I think I came in a few days late and sat down on the carpet while most of the other kids went to see Jo and give her a hug. That year I also remember being in the bathroom and some older kid turned off the lights. I was so scared.

I remember going over to Mrs. Elliot's house with and without Whitney a lot to visit, but also to get candy. Sometimes we would sneak in just to get candy. Her house also had a weird smell.

I remember playing travel agent and carnival with Whitney. I have a memory of playing with a gymnastic ribbon at her old house, and the first time I tried to have a sleepover, but it didn't work out so well.

I remember swinging on the swing in our back yard. And making shotgun shells with my brothers. And our orange tree. For an April fools joke one time, we were building our pool and had just cut down the tree. Dad got a phony phone call and said we weren't going to be able to build the pool. I was mostly sad about the tree.

I remember Doyle and his pink spot on his shell.

I can't even remember all the times I played in Mammaw's dirt pile, but I remember making mud pies and decorating them with all the different leaves and flowers in her back yard.

I remember Papa made me eat all the green beans from my vegetable beef soup. And he made me drink the milk that I had already dipped my Oreos into. And that he was a loud snorer. But when he stopped smoking, he was really funny and acted like a kid.

I remember going to see my dad when he worked at Saunders. I used his calculator and chap stick. He had his "Are you winning?" Plaque next to his architect(?) table.

I remember my mom dancing, often, to all kinds of music, everywhere around the house.

I remember soccer Saturdays and getting ice cream after.

I remember walking home from church with my Dad on Sundays, we would hold hands and sing songs. But when I was becoming too cool for public affection with him, we made up the "nose scratch;"I made it up in church so when he dropped me off I didn't get too embarrassed.

I remember going to Subway with my mom. And Carl's Jr. - I used to get the salad bar a lot for the cottage cheese.

I remember road trips as a kid...I would sit in the back on top of all the luggage and listening to Disney songs. So safe.

I remember playing the Barbie Game on our first computer.

The memory I have the most with my brothers is 1. Them covering me with a blanket and telling them I can't breathe. 2. Trying to run around the house in 30 brother seconds (1....2....3...4...5..6..7.8.9.10111213). 3. Sleeping in their room on Christmas Eve and them telling Molly and I that there were shotguns pointed at the door and they would go off if we opened the door before morning. 4. I remember feeling loved by Ryan and Brad anyway.

Most every early memory I have is with my family. It makes me really think how we should be spending more time with kids and less time with other stuff.