What is your favorite memory from childhood.......

Question

Mine....drinking coffee out of little porcelain bowls with my Great Grandma. I never got to drink coffee and I certainly never got to drink out of bowls while growing up, so it was a double whammy of fun when Grandma Mary was over!

Answer 1

Honestly, it was something that I had completely forgotten about until just recently when I found myself doing it with my own daughter... and its something so miniscule and NOTHING, but I actually paused when it happened and had a huge smiley flashback. I actually remember my mom tiptoe-ing very quietly to my room when I was very little and asleep (or so she thought), and quietly putting my clean clothes she had just folded into my dresser. I thought nothing of it at the time she did it, but now that I have a child of my own, I am so proud that I am doing the exact same thing that a good mom does..... taking care of her little one, even when she is asleep -- cleaning and folding her clothes, sneaking them quietly into the dresser without waking her up -- I just had to smile when I found myself doing that very same silly thing.

Answer 2

My parents were pretty young when  they had us, but were wonderful parents. My mom would read to the whole family, we read the "Little House on the Prairie" series and all the Janette Oak "Love Comes Softly" and after that my dad would play his guitar and we would all sing, it was honestly the best times we had as a family, a second close would be our yearly camping trips. Then my parents divorced and I held tight to those memories.

Answer 3

When my grandma would take me and my sister to get choclate ice cream cones when we stayed all night.  I miss her.

Answer 4

My sister is 2 years older than me. When she started preschool at 4 I was very sad because we had played together all day every day since I was old enough to do so. Every morning I would mope around because I was sad that Alizaliff (her name's Elizabeth but I couldn't pronounce it right) had to go to school. Then, one day, my dad told me that I would do something very special that day--I went to preschool with her and I found out that it was a really cool place, and we had a lot of fun that day. Then when the school day was over, we went bowling and out to lunch (she was in school from 9 AM to 1 PM). Then I wasn't sad anymore when she went off to school, and every Friday we would go for doughnuts in the morning before she went to school (my dad worked nights so he could be awake all day while my mom was at work).