Favorite Childhood Memory

[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.

[Lindsey]

I love this thread!!!!! I can start with a few...

I remember on my first day of playschool, I was sooooo terrified to go by myself. So my older brother was allowed to take a day off of Grade 1 to come to playschool with me I also remember one day at the beginning of playschool, and we built a big wall out of soup cans. Our teacher saw my mom coming to pick me up through the front window, and the teacher and all the kids whispered to me to hide behind the wall so my mom couldn't find me lol! I was so shy back then, and I would never speak out loud, I would just whisper to my best friend so he could talk for me. His name was Neil and his grandparents lived across the street from me.

I also remember in Kindergarten, we lived in a house that we could see the school from. One day my mom came to pick me up and I made her go home because I was a big girl and could walk home by myself. I'm sure she watched me the whole way! There was a big gully beside the school and one day on my walk home, a picture I made at school flew out of my hands or backpack and went way down the hill. I ran home as fast as I could, crying. My mom was on the phone with a friend and I was trying to tell her we had to go find my picture! She came out with me and we searched until we found it!

I also remember my husky, Brandon. In the winter, we had this sled we would hook him up to, and my brother and I would sit inside and my dad would stand on the back and Brandon would take us for sled rides!

I also remember in the winter, my parents getting together with all the other parents around the town and we'd go out to this big hill with sleds and snowmobiles. There'd be a big bonfire and hot dogs and hot chocolate, and us kids would sled down the big hill all day, and at the bottom our parents would hook the sled to the snowmobile and pull us back up the hill!

Those were all when I lived up north when I was really little. My dad worked for the power corporation and we were friends with the pilots, police, other power and energy families, and things like that. Every day our front window was covered in eggs... we were hated because we were "white". I don't remember anything negative like that, other than the constant eggs on the house. I found out later the reason we moved was because my dad caught my brother's classmates (in grade 2!) in our backyard in the middle of the night, sniffing the gas from our snowmobiles. My brother was getting to the age where his friends would be influencing him soon, and it just wasn't the place our parents wanted to raise us any longer.

We moved when I was 6 so all these memories were before that!