After getting together with my friend and her daughter at the park yesterday, I got to thinking about childhood. Honestly, and this may sound completely strange, but I had the best childhood I could ever imagine. I remember days of laughing and playing outside and even eating ice cream sandwiches in the hospital cafeteria. I’m thankful for those memories every single day, and it makes me smile to see other children having fun — that pure joy and carefree spirit that naturally comes with looking at the world through the eyes of a child.
I’d love to know, friends: What’s your favorite childhood memory? What’s your first memory?
P.S. I’m trying to figure out what that magazine is on the table. Can anyone tell what it is? 🙂