I have many favorite kid memories! I was born in a tiny town in Texas and was blessed to have my parents, grandparents, six aunts (my dad's sisters) ranging from 9 to 19 years old and a few cousins in the same west Texas town. The older aunts played basketball and the younger ones toted me around at the games like a little doll. They were notorious for getting me to say things to make their friends laugh, so I got a lot of attention. One of my favorite things to get at the concession stand was the fresh lemon, cut in half, with a peppermint stick to use as a straw. The goal was to keep sucking on the peppermint stick to eventually get the juice to come through. Interestingly, eventually, after quite a bit of work, the peppermint stick would be hollow on the inside. Win!
After our family moved to a little cabin on the lake in the Texas county where my dad grew up, some 8 or 9 years later, my cousins and I graduated to a....more.... shall I say, pre-meditated consumer experience. We would each take an individual bag of Planters peanuts and tear off the corner to pour into our Dr. Pepper or Coke bottle, using our hands as the funnel. It sounds crazy, but we loved getting to those peanuts at the bottom after our soft drink was gone. For some strange reason, the peanuts tasted better! At least, that's what we thought at the time!!
One more favorite kid memory: making homemade ice-cream with my dad. He would put a folded bath towel on top of the machine and my job was to sit on it while he cranked it so it wouldn't move. About the time my bottom was getting close to being frozen, it was my sister's turn. We stayed nearby or would go get the other, and the final result? Best ice cream ever!
As I write this, I realize that some of you may have had a hard life growing up. Mine wasn't always perfect, but I choose to focus on the positive and happy memories. My parents worked really, really hard to provide, and loved me and my sister very much. I, too, have made mistakes as a parent, and would love a "do-over" in several instances, but we have so many blessings, and much to be thankful for.
What are some of your favorite childhood memories?