This is a special memory from my own childhood. I was about 4 years old the night that Daddy woke me up because he needed my help downstairs in the kitchen. He had been trying to clean our goldfish bowl and one of the goldfish had gone down the drain. He couldn’t reach it because Read the Rest
There has been a lot of talk on Facebook lately about how kids don’t just play anymore. Everyone is so preoccupied with their screen time that they don’t get outside and just play. Certainly, kids don’t play in the neighborhood the way they did when I was young. I think we manage to do a Read the Rest
This is a special memory from my own childhood. I was up at the crack of dawn — you would have thought that it was Christmas! We were going to fly kites. Daddy was going to teach us. I was about five years old and I had never flown a kite before. Now I was Read the Rest
This is a special memory from my own childhood. Up until now most of my childhood stories have been about when I was a little girl but I was inspired by my friend Lisa’s post about candles on Wednesday to fast forward to this one. I hope you don’t mind. It was 1969; I was Read the Rest
Amara spent the night with us Saturday. We had a fun evening watching Home Alone – a movie I hadn’t seen in years and that Amara had never seen! She loved it and put in a request for Home Alone Two. The problem was we woke up Sunday morning with no idea of what to Read the Rest
This is a special memory from my own childhood. I can’t recall what grade I was in or who my teacher was when I had my first huge public spelling failure, but I was very young. I do remember it being a very cold and dismal day so all of the overhead lights were on Read the Rest