Childhood Memories

My mom taught my brother and I how to make "armpit farts"!! I still chuckle out loud thinking about it-- she was really big on using manners and keeping our gas-relieving noises to ourselves! However, one day when my brother was trying to show us his newly found skill of making toots with his armpit, he wasn't producing the sound mother thought he should. She said, "Come on, you can do better than that. Listen to this!" I'm pretty sure we all wet our pants laughing so hard!!

She really was quite good at them! :)

My mom would make us great lunches out on the patio in the summer taking a break from our swimming!

She was always fun when we were kids. She pulled pranks, laughed a lot.

She made great birthday parties for us every year. She is very creative.
There was a fabulous cake, theme, party food.

She would wake us up early on April 1st to call our friends & pull pranks on them. Funny.

She was a great Easter bunny, Santa etc.

She made tea parties for us in the garage on a small kids table w/little china tea play set.

She'd make us laugh, hide & scare us etc.

My mom would take me on walks daily during the winter months (she didn't drive) and in the summer, we spent countless hours at the neighborhood park where she pushed me on the swings. I have way too many fond memories to mention. I could write a book. But, to sum it all up: my mother was an amazing woman and mom. She was kind, patient, and so talented. I wish I was 1/2 the woman she was:(

Before my mom died , very soon before ,she woke me up early and her and i had quiche and sliced kiwi for breakfast. Then we watched a recorded episode of young and the restless.

Sometimes it's the little things.

I don't know why but reading your post made me tear up a bit(postpartum hormones?); I'm such a cheese ball but you made me remember when my mother read funny stories to me and my sister and we would just laugh to tears :o) I remember that feeling of being safe and happy, childhood is so beautiful. I'm calling my mom and my sis first thing in the morning LOL!
Have a great night.

We were pretty poor growing up. My Dad worked in Dallas and we lived in Weatherford about an hour away. My parents couldn't afford for my dad to drive back and forth every day so he stayed in Dallas all week and came home only on the weekends for a while. One those days that he came home he always brought home "surprises". They were a bag full of little candies that he had us divey out between us. Then at bedtime he gave us "funny kisses". They were funny b/c he had a beard and it tickled. :) He wasn't the best dad growing up but I cherish these memories and he's wonderful now that we are older! I ♥ my Daddy!

i remember one magical morning, i could only have been 2 or so, when my parents woke my brother and me up before dawn. we all went and sat on the porch outside their bedroom with tea and toast and watched the sun rise. i have no idea what prompted it. but it's still there in my memory, half a century later.
my dad and i used to do 'indian rain dances.' we'd go out in the yard and whoop and holler and dance in wild circles. and it always 'worked.' i thought my daddy was magic. in retrospect, he was very opportunistic<G>. i also attribute my love of thunderstorms to him. we just couldn't stay inside if there was a good thunderstorm going on.
also in retrospect, he was probably blotto.
:) khairete
S.