Childhood Memories

I don't know about you but I love childhood memories and I wanted to share some. Growing up as an only child had its bonuses. I had a great childhood surrounded by people who gave me their best. As I get older I know they are going to get harder to remember. I hope that if I write them down I won't ever forget them. They are in no particular order..

When I was little I was a huge pacifier fan. I mean I was obsessed with it. If I didn't have it my world came crashing down. I had my pacifier until I went to kindergarten. I remember my mom told me as kindergarten go closer that I would have to part with it cause I was getting to big for it. Then the day came and I had to throw away the one thing that made me feel peace. I remember putting in the trash and when my wasn't looking I would go and get it and only suck on it when she wasn't looking and at night. That didn't last long before she caught me. I finally had to go cold turkey and threw it away once more and I knew that time would be for real. It was so traumatic I felt like I was losing my best friend. 

I was a mover when I slept. I have gotten better but when I was younger I would wake up and my head would be where my feet were and vice versa. I had done a 180 in my sleep. I would also roll off the bed almost every night. I had this huge brown pillow that I loved and my mom would put it at the side of the bed that way if I rolled off I would have a soft landing and I woke up many mornings on that pillow. 

As an only child I had a lot time on my hands. I loved baby dolls and stuffed animals. I would set up all my little chairs and sit the dolls and animals on the chairs and pretend I was teaching school. I loved the thought of being a teacher someday. Even though they didn't talk back I got great satisfaction of teaching them. 

I loved to help my grandma cook as a little girl. I still do but back then we did it more often. I would wear her apron that was ten times to big and I would be the helper and mix things and pour things. It was so fun. I learned at a very young age the value of a great meal and ask anybody who has had my grandma's cooking I was learning from the best. 

I loved to swing and in the house I grew up in had a huge tree in the backyard and I convinced my grandpa to build a swing for me. So of course he did, I loved that swing so much I would spend hours outside pushing my dolls on it and convincing the grown-ups to push me on the swing. When we finally got a swing set I was in heaven. That swing set brought on a whole new attraction cause now all my cousins could swing with me. We would make up synchronized swinging routines and  force the parents to sit and watch us perform. We would do all sorts of tricks. We would have competitions to see who could go the highest the fastest. It was especially fun to jump out of it. Our backyard slanted and so when we would jump out we would be jumping to higher ground so it wasn't scary. I am surprised we did not obtain any injuries with all the crazy things we came up with. I had that swing set until I was in my twenties and when we all got to big for it we gave it to a great family who had little ones now it was there turn to make as many fun memories on it. It was hard to part with, it was a piece of my childhood that I loved.

I wanted to have a pet growing up and I'll I ever got was fish. One time we were husking corn on the corn for dinner and I came across a caterpillar and I decided that it was going to be my new pet. I remember getting a shoe box and I filled the bottom with grass and got an old strawberry container that had square holes in it and It looked like a jungle gym so I put that in there for the caterpillar to play on while I was at school and probably other things in there I can't recall. Lets just say that it didn't last very long. I think it crawled out of the box while I was at school one day and when I got home it was no where to be found. I was devastated. 

I became obsessed with tether ball to the point that I convinced  my mom and grandparents to get me my own tether ball stand. I spent hours practicing I had to be good enough to not only beat the boys at school but also my boy cousins. We played countless games and I am sure I won many but I remember one day I school I was playing tether ball alone and this boy came up to me and challenged me to a game so of course I accepted ( I am a competitive person) well everything was going fine then all of a sudden the ball was flying towards my face and instead of moving out of the way I put my arm up to block my face from taking the blow the ball hit my arm and at first it didn't hurt to bad but as school went on it began to ache more and more so my mom took me to the doctor and sure enough I had fractured my arm in two places so I was in a cast for the next 6 weeks all because of a tether ball. Just so you know that didn't stop me from playing..lol 

I have so many more that ill share in a later post. I love childhood memories so pure and simple but amazing all at the same time...