Memories

ever sit and try to see how far you can remember back. i do... a lot, probably more then most. i have these flaw backs of random moments from when i was little, and its funny to me that why these moments are the ones that i remember the most.

like one year for my birthday (i don't know when) i got a pretend washer and dryer and fabric to wash in it and i remember laying across it crying because i did not want to share with my cousin andy and the other kids at my party. only child syndrome.... has to be a real thing right lol.

or i remember planning with my cousins andy and emily in his room at his old house on how we were going to catch santa close. that house stands out in my memory so clear. the basement were we used to play with these tube things and build forts.

another one that stands out is making those pins with my mom that i would wear on my hat to trade with all the other girls there. or making this beach painting with my grandma phyllis where we cracked omen a sand dollar and the doves inside where part of the picture. speaking of grandma phyllis reading Shel Silversteen is one of my favorite memories. i still read his books, and can't wait to read them to the boys when they get a little older.

i remember singing BSB and hanson with my small group of friends at recess in elementary school. or going to the plaza for one of their birthdays and shopping in a limo. funny how times change and people just kind of vanish from your life.

i remember going to washington DC with my grandma and her choir. i had so much fun seeing the sites and being the only one that was able to sleep on the bus :)

another trip that stands out was one of the family reunions for the sheldon side... i remember getting up in the middle of the night and going swimming with my aunt liz and a few of my cousins. or going climbing up really big hills that at the time seamed like mountains to find the coolest rock.

i remember going to the west side family reunion and climbing on top of a barn with cousins i had never met before and playing on this farm. i could not tell you most of their names but i remember visiting sites in fort scott with my grandma and dad.

speaking of dad i remember sitting on the back deck watching the storms roll on by and coating the seconds behind the lightning and the thunder. or catching lightning bugs with all the neighbors grandkids.

i could sit here and just think about it for hours but then it gets me all home sick and stuff. its crazy when you think about it really how fast time flys.