I just remembered a tidbit from my childhood. I told my kids this morning and they loved it, so I thought it might be a good idea to store it here in my longterm memory banks blog.
Back when I was 11yo, I went on a babysitting job with my best friend. She was 12 and [...]
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Remember when we used to blog the old fashioned way - with a pen and paper? Deanna found my sad, neglected little journal tonight. It has just 3 handwritten entries. Since it seems doomed to obscurity, I am preserving the entries here instead. Here is the first entry, word for word.
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
Today I [...]
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I’m still alive, though I think my brain is rusting from all the rain. We haven’t laid eyes on the sun since we’ve been here in Oregon and I probably have moss growing in my hair, but I keep telling myself we’ll look back fondly on this weather when August in [...]
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I haven’t been driving all that long - I didn’t start until after I was married at the age of 19. Nonetheless, I have seen gas prices go up quite a bit.
Way back when we had 3 children, in the mid-to-late nineties, our family car was an inexpensive little Dodge Colt just like this:
It [...]
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I mentioned that one reason I am so excited about the upcoming Sony mommy blogger event is that it will help us to accomplish another goal: a visit with my grandparents for the purpose of creating a family history.
The workshop will give me greater skills and training with my new cameras (Andrea U., is that [...]
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Posted by: Deanna
This is me when I was really small and stupid.
My Grandmother had told me not to eat the green tomatoes.
Did I listen? No.
I thought to myself, “The only reason Grandma would say that is if the green ones were the best ones, and therefore I am missing out on something if I don’t [...]
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We returned home last night from 2 1/2 days at a hunting ranch south of town. We came home empty handed this year but with plenty of memories that will last far longer than a couple of deer or hogs in the freezer would have lasted.
10 most memorable events of our days down south:
1. Polar [...]
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I have spoken highly of the Botkin family in the past. One of the many ways that they have impacted my thinking is the daughters’ dedication to encouraging their younger brothers to think and behave as young men.
The oldest boy in my family was 8 years younger than I was, and he already had [...]
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Today I remembered a story from my childhood - a new story to tell my children. That makes a total of 2 stories.Just kidding; my memory isn’t that bad, but usually when they ask for a story they get this:“A story from my childhood? I never was a child; I was born as [...]
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Jody from AZ asked the following question on my post “Big kids helping little ones“:
I like this idea, but have you ever had a child who refused to be helped by anyone but Mom? My 3yo son is this way a lot of the time. Any suggestions?
All of our children have tried [...]
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A couple of years back, my 7yo brother William found our 5yo brother Patrick Henry hiding behind the house. The cuffs of his pants were gone and a slow flame was smoldering up the legs of his brand-new train-conductor style overalls.Patrick Henry was scared of the creeping flame, but he was even more afraid [...]
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Now that I am firmly into my 30’s, my stories of The Old Days When I Was a Kid have become morbidly facinating to my children. I love the looks of shock and wonder as they try to imagine how much life has changed over the last 20-30 years.
“When I was young, we didn’t [...]
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In this post, I told how my family landed in Texas when I was 12.
Once we had settled in Texas, we soon began attending Colleyville Presbyterian Church, where my dad quickly struck up an acquaintance with the Coghlan family.The oldest Coghlan boy and I were in separate Sunday school classes. I was very shy at [...]
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