One of my favorite childhood memories is of my sister. She is about ten years older then me, and had to share a room and a bed with her little sister. When I was cold, she would let me put my Icy feet between her legs. She’d say, “Put your feet in the feet garage.” I think that was the nicest thing.
I am the oldest of 4 kids, with the gaps in ages being 5 years, 10 years, and 12 years. When I was a young teen, my sister (the second oldest) and I used to share a room (each in our own twin bed) and my brothers used to share a room (each in their own kid race car bed). Many, many times, my brothers would want to come to their big sister’s room and snuggle in my bed because they were afraid of being alone. On a rare occasion my sister, in her bed right next to mine, would feel left out and sneak into my bed too. My bed was placed against the wall in my bedroom, with just a small crack between the wall and my bed. On one such night, 4 kids were cuddled into one twin bed and in the middle of the night we awoke, hearing a small squeal coming from nearby. One of my brothers had fallen off of the bed and gotten himself lodged between my bed and the wall and was stuck. We looked over and saw a small pair of hands flailing from the gap beside the wall and my poor little brother was halfway down to the floor, crying for help. We were able to pull him out and bring him back onto the cozy little bed and all was well for the rest of the night…but we still haven’t let him live that one down 😉
My favorite childhood memory is playing with dolls with my sister.,we thought their hair actually would grow.. So we would cut their hair .. 🙂
I loved reading books late into the night, and my mom would catch me! My mighty bright book lamp always burned out from how much I would read.
One of my favorite childhood memories is of my sister. She is about ten years older then me, and had to share a room and a bed with her little sister. When I was cold, she would let me put my Icy feet between her legs. She’d say, “Put your feet in the feet garage.” I think that was the nicest thing.
I am the oldest of 4 kids, with the gaps in ages being 5 years, 10 years, and 12 years. When I was a young teen, my sister (the second oldest) and I used to share a room (each in our own twin bed) and my brothers used to share a room (each in their own kid race car bed). Many, many times, my brothers would want to come to their big sister’s room and snuggle in my bed because they were afraid of being alone. On a rare occasion my sister, in her bed right next to mine, would feel left out and sneak into my bed too. My bed was placed against the wall in my bedroom, with just a small crack between the wall and my bed. On one such night, 4 kids were cuddled into one twin bed and in the middle of the night we awoke, hearing a small squeal coming from nearby. One of my brothers had fallen off of the bed and gotten himself lodged between my bed and the wall and was stuck. We looked over and saw a small pair of hands flailing from the gap beside the wall and my poor little brother was halfway down to the floor, crying for help. We were able to pull him out and bring him back onto the cozy little bed and all was well for the rest of the night…but we still haven’t let him live that one down 😉
My favorite childhood memory is playing with dolls with my sister.,we thought their hair actually would grow.. So we would cut their hair .. 🙂
I loved reading books late into the night, and my mom would catch me! My mighty bright book lamp always burned out from how much I would read.