I’m doing the Getting To Know the Blogger Challenge, started by A Little Unhinged. Click on the link if you’d like to find out more and maybe even join in!
3) What are some of your favorite memories from childhood?
I had a pretty awesome childhood. We moved a lot, but we also tried to get back with family when we could. Here’s some of the things I remember the most:
Being with Family-Just hanging out at my grandmother’s house and being with all of our cousins! Christmas spent with the whole family on my Mom’s side was very special because there were so many family members there (my Mom came from a family of six kids). Since we didn’t live close for a lot of our young life, those moments were especially memorable for my sister and me.
Chicago Attractions-We lived near Chicago during one of my dad’s tours of duty. We got to go to some of the best places! Shedd Aquarium, The Museum of Natural History, The Museum of Science and Industry, and so forth. I would really love to have the opportunity to go back someday with my kids!
Radio station-My sister is three years younger than me. We loved funny stuff, especially Weird Al Yankovic. We made our own radio station for my mother by taking a set of walkie talkies and putting a rubber band around one so it would only send to the other one. Mom listened downstairs while we did our very own radio show upstairs. We made up our own versions of songs and commercials, and played records on my record player for the broadcast.
Halloween-We loved Halloween and it was always a big deal. We would choose our costumes and Mom would make them for us. It helped that she is fantastically good at sewing and crafting. I have a link here if you want to see some of our AWESOME costumes: Halloween.
Dough Art-Making things was a big part of my childhood. We made our own dough ornaments every Christmas. I can even remember how the dough smelled and how my hands would feel after making things with it.
The Barbie House-My sister and I had many different things that we liked to play with, but none as famous as the Barbie House. My Dad made our Barbie house, and it was complete with windows, carpeting, stairs, many levels and even a roof with fake grass. We spent many hours making up stories about the families that lived there. This was so much better than any plastic dream house. Many of our things were homemade or things that were repurposed into Barbie things (a mouthwash cap as a trash can, for example). The best thing was that Barbie did not discriminate. We had Barbies from every ethnic group and walks of life in our house-we had African American Barbies and Kens, Hispanic Barbies, Asian Barbies, and even Barbies and Kens that had physical disabilities (in other words were missing limbs but we loved them anyway.)
There are many more, but those are the things that stand out most vividly and fondly in my mind!
Previous Blogger Challenge Posts-This Could Be Fun: I’m Doing the 15 Day Blogger Challenge, Where I Grew Up