Memories...

Since a friend of mine has been giving us "Lessons Learned on the Farm" it has brought back memories from my own childhood. I thought I would write them down, but since I'm a city girl, the lessons are very different from hers.

Food should NOT have names. One time visiting Grandma and Grandpa Garner, someone asked if the "meat" was Old Joe? Old Joe was the steer that HAD been in the field next door. It was, and I suddenly wasn't hungry anymore.

Knowing that I was my father's "Favorite Daughter". The fact that I was his ONLY daughter really didn't matter. But he was "MY Favorite Father" so it seemed even! :D

Cinnamon Toast tasted MUCH better when sitting on Daddy's lap. (Sheesh, I was spoiled!)

When you are an only child, there is no one else to blame the messes on, because some messes the dog just could NOT make!

If you jumped up and down in JUST the right spot upstairs, it would REALLY rattle the lights downstairs. (Only used when very upset!)

Even though my Dad was NOT the Bank of America, he did seem to buy me lots of the things that I wanted. (Probably the ONLY benefit of being an only child.)

When none of my friends could play it got very lonely.

An all pink bedroom gets old fast.

You can get almost ANYWHERE on the city bus. (I CAN'T believe I did this BY MYSELF at the age of 11 and 12! Sure wouldn't do that today!)

After I joined my "FAKE Family" (this is how I jokingly refer to them,) there were NEW lessons to learn.

Just because there are now OTHER children to blame things on....you still can't always get away with it.

When Mom and Dad would go down to the Bay Area in the winter time, we kids (I now had 1 sister and 2 brothers) would hope they would close the pass so Mom and Dad couldn't make it home and we would have the house to ourselves. It only happened a few times....we LOVED it! But you also have to realize this was up at Lake Tahoe, California, and there were no kids that lived close....so it was JUST US! But we would crank up the music and stay up late.....OH...we were rebels. LOL

After I got married, and with children there were new lessons to be learned.

Just because he is now married, doesnt mean your husband won't still act like a kid.

You don't HAVE to be with your husband 24 hours a day....and yes, he still loves you. (Took me a while with that one.) :I

When the kids were QUIET was the time to check on them....that's usually when they were up to something.

If your child comes in from a brisk spring day and says "It's hot enough out there to start a fire." and YOU say, "No it's not." And THEY say "Well, it's BURNING!" You REALLY need to check this out!

There is nothing more precious than a child sleeping in your arms. :D (grandkids work too!)

If no one will set the table, serving the food directly on the table sure makes an impact. (Although Jim didn't find the humor in it, it STILL makes ME smile.)

It it's within reach....the kids WILL get into it!

If it's hidden up high....it will take the kids LONGER to get into it.

It doesn't matter how hard they promise not too....kids WILL grow up. :(

I know none of these are EARTH SHATTERING revelations....but they are my memories.... I hope you enjoyed reading them. And maybe it will remind you of a few special memories of your own.