Today when I went to the commissary to get some groceries...the gal who bagged for me told me that I looked like I was having another boy. Now I am worried she has some sort of sixth sense! haha I sure hope this little girl doesn't come out a boy, it would sure put a twist in all of my attempted planning! Keep checking back though, I am sure Andy will be diligent in posting pictures as soon as he can.
Now onto the challenge...
Day Sixteen: A fond childhood memory
I have many fond childhood memories. Going camping, visiting Heise with my cousins, family reunions, spending the night in a motor home my uncle would bring home from work...or sleeping on my grandma's deck during summer. Sitting up at night with my girl cousins talking about what our grown up lives were going to be like...down to the last detail. Recording my voice (like a radio personality) onto cassette tapes, listening to the Beach Boys Kokomo song and singing at the top of my lungs. Memorizing Wilson Phillips Hold On, and dancing with my cousins. Preforming plays for family members and charging them to attend. Forming the Holiday's dancing/lip syncing group with my brother (yes Nate) and some of my cousins. We would preform at all the holiday gatherings (hence the name Holiday's) - we even lip synced to a song once that had a swear word in it, haha oh mercy ....and the list goes ON and ON. I love remembering these times in my life.
One of my favorite memories was going to Bear Lake every summer with my mom's family. We had such a wonderful time. I remember being SO afraid of going on the boat...and then finally being convinced to ride the banana boat with my cousins. I told them to go really slow, but every time I said slower they went just a little faster! I was so freaked out, but when I look back now...I remember it being a lot of fun!
I wish sometimes that I could go back and relive those moments...not even as myself necessarily, but just to watch myself. To remember what kind of kid I was, or how I have changed. I will always cherish those moments spent with my family. The one thing I realize about these memories is that none of them were expensive, or cost a lot. They didn't involve material things and yet the still stick out in my mind. I hope when my children are grown that their fondest memories will be of times we spent with family. That is definitely the case, and the memories continue.
