Favorite Childhood Memory

[DianaB]

I didn't have a Barbie house but I did have 2 Barbies, Midge, Skipper, and Skooter. I loved my dolls and even yet it's hard for me to let the kids play with them.....Silly, I know. Skipper and Skooter were my absolute favorites!! I didn't have a Ken so Barbie had to date G. I. Joe!! My brother had him!!

Ah.....memories!! I grew up in a neighbor with lots of other kids and I have so many memories.....from saving a couple of sisters who were "drowning" in a mud puddle!! Making cement mud pies from an opened bag of cement my Dad had! Climbing trees.......making a play house from an old tarp and propping it up with odds and ends in the yard. Playing the "Girl from U.N.C.L.E" with a neighbor girl.....riding bicycles.......playing kickball in the street with a mailbox for a base......two tar spots on the road for bases and a fence post for the last base!! We used our imagination so much....it's sad to see kids that can't figure out how to really play any more.

[2tiredmom]

LOL what a great post you guys..I remember being about 4 and we lived in the country (always) Thank good ness. My mom had chickens. seems she always had chickens. any way. The feed was stored in a shed in a cattle water tough. one day i went in there and saw some baby mice in the feed. Then the door shut on me. I was in there what seemed like forever. I was crying and screaming to get out but could not. Until my mom came looking for me and found me a few minutes later. I still am not crazy about the dark or tight places. Also at the same house. My dad was a hired farm hand so we lived in one of the farmers houses right next to some hog barns. Back in the day they had a manure pit next to the barns where the liquid manure would go. My oldest brother and I would walk around the pits. And yes they were full of liquid manure I was 4 or 5 and he was 5 or 6 at the time. GOD was watching over us. We couldhave fallen in. Oh the memorys of country life. I have so many stories but will not bore you with them all. Thanks for starting this post Janet. Can't wait to hear more stories from everyone else.

[DianaB]

When I got to be a teenager I read the book "Rascal" and I wanted a baby raccoon so badly. The next spring my Dad had a friend that found some baby raccoons and so I finally got one. She was the neatest pet!! I would ride my bicycle to the nearest little creek with her on my shoulder and I would turn over rocks so she could find crawdads to eat. I remember her washing them with her little hands before she would eat them. I can still picture people driving by me as I rode my bicycle.....pointing as they drove by!

Oh...the stories I could tell about her!!! She came in the house once and ended up underneath of my bed.....playing with the fringe of my bedspread......she scared my brother and cousin half to death.....they thought I had a monster under my bed!

She learned to open up the old time screen doors and helped herself into the neighbor's houses as well!!

One night my Dad heard some dogs barking outside and thought that they had her pinned up a tree (when she got older we didn't keep her caged and eventually she went back to the wild.) so he ran outside in his underwear to save her. According to my Dad.....there were some "little old ladies" that came driving by and here he was out in the yard chasing dogs!! I guess he ended up darting from tree to tree but they got quite the sight!! My Dad also had an aunt and uncle who were staying in a little camper in the yard so no telling what they saw!!

I never really had a for-sure name for her......but she was the neatest pet ever!!!

[Janet]

Your post Diana...we could have been sisters!!! I still have my Barbie, Midge, Ken, and Skipper. My brother also had a G.I. Joe and I used him as Midge's boyfriend...lol.

I didn't play "Girl From U.N.C.L.E. but my cousin and I played like we were the wives of the Men from U.N.C.L.E....lolol. We always played "kick the can", road our bicycles in the rain...so fun, and went swimming on Tuesday and Wednesday. Tuesday was girls free day and Wednesday was boys free day. Always came home starved and ate chocolate chip cookies.

I have a fellow bus driver that has a raccoon now and is always taking "Scout" to the creek. Sounds like fun.

[gja1000]

This is a fun thread. I don't remember a lot of details about my childhood, more just general memories. I lived on the farm with my grandma, grandpa, and my mom after she divorced my dad. We didn't have indoor plumbing till I was 9 and I hated to go to the outhouse in the summer because there was always yellow jackets in the ceiling, so I would (ahem) "go" behind the barn. I remember taking a bath in a round tub in the kitchen and i remember pulling a bucket of water up the well. The bucket sat on the kitchen counter and we had a dipper to drink with. I remember grandma catching a chicken, killing it, and cooking it for Sunday dinner (which was at noon). I remember swinging in the water tank at the windmill. I remember playing for hours in the attic, all sorts of games made up games with my cousins.

[Janet]

I remember one Sunday I was sitting on the front porch waiting for Mom and my brother to get ready for church. Mom always dressed us up for church and I was wearing a dress with one of those stiff petty coats that itched the daylights out of you if you sat for too long..lol. Anyway..a neighbor girl came outside while I was sitting there and I told her..."I'm prettier than you"...so bad. My mom who was in the house heard me and told me to get my butt in the house. Boy did I get a talking to over that remark. I wasn't very old, but I had to go apologize to the girl. I just felt pretty I guess...who know why kids do and say the things they do.

[DianaB]

Janet......that sounds like something Karlie would do!!! LOL

I can remember when my brother would get new shoes he would take off running as soon as the car stopped and would declare that he could run faster because of his new shoes!! Cute!!

Delaine was dressed for church one time and was outside playing before we left. He got all muddy and told Mom that the mud just "jumped" up on him!!!

I got sent out to get my own switch once and came back with a short little twig.......didn't work.....I got sent back out!!! Dad always laughed about that one!!

One of my Grandma's lived a couple of blocks away from us and when we rode bicycles we rode around her block because it was a full block and paved all the way around. One day I got mad at my brother and told him I was running away, got on my bicycle, and rode to Grandma's. When my Dad got home my brother was crying but Dad knew where to find me!! I'm sure that I got in trouble (which was ALL the time) for making my brother cry!! The BIG baby!!!

[DIANE W]

Its lovely reading about everyone............. I was an only child until i was 10, i got very spoilt by my family, my Mum had 5 brothers and sisters and they all spoilt me rotten.

I remember getting a childs silver cross dolls pram, it was a carriage built navy blue pram, and it had a little oval plaque on each side with a pink rose on it. I thought i was the bees knees with that pram, i took it out to play and when we went shopping, i took my pram - i had a baby doll all dressed up in clothes, her name was Susie.

I had a little puppy too, a black minature poodle called Pepee, he was my best friend and followed me everywhere.

The memories are lovely to think back on.

[2tiredmom]

My older brother and I would go with my dad on Saturday mornings to help take care of the pigs. We had just got done when we were driving and my brother was sitting by the door in the truck and the door opened and he fell out. So Blessed he only ended up with a bloody lip. He could have been ran over. Another memory was when we put boots on and went out in the middle of this field that had water standing in it. I got stuck and my brother got a stick to try and pry my feet out of the mud. I had to leave my boots behind. lol It almost sounds like my mom never watched us. God was really watching over us. We also locked our mom out of the house when we were 3 and 4. Needless to say she took a stick to our bare legs. We never did that again.