Sunday, November 29, 2009
When I was a Little Girl...
...all my friends were grown-ups. Shari would go to school and I would go down the street to a number of elderly couples' homes - primarily Ellen and Wally Harris and Paul and Tea Keifer's. My mom said she worried I would never have friends my own age.
And she might have been right for a time. Friends my own age wouldn't feed me treats and let me fill the bird feeder. And tell me I couldn't drink coffee because I might get a black neck. I loved those days.
I wasn't yet in kindergarten, so I suppose I was Matty's age. It makes me think how important the memories he's making today are so important. I hope my boys earliest memories are as happy as mine are!