Tuesday, April 7, 2009

when i was a little girl...

my little sister moriah reminds me so much of me when i was her age. whenever i'm with her, i can't help but be reminded of memories from my own childhood.


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{photos of moriah-my lil' sis- by me}

when i was a little girl...
  • i raced down the dirt driveway on my bike imagining i was riding a horse bareback through a golden meadow.
  • i played with tonka trucks and wasn't ashamed of it {but i also played with barbies.}
  • i wanted to be a farmer when i grew up and raise lots of animals and have a huge vegetable garden.
  • i wore dresses that would twirl when i spun in circles.
  • i looked forward to bedtime stories every night: the stories made up by my dad, and the stories read in books by my mom {little house on the prairie, and anne of green gables were favorites.}
  • i acted out 101 dalmatians and the rescuers down under with my sister every time we watched it.
  • i lost my first tooth one day after swimming lessons while looking at books on our bookshelf and eating cheez-its all while a herd of cows were in our front yard.
  • i sang loud and wasn't self-conscious about it.
  • i danced and jumped on beds and had adventures.
  • i made forts in the forest and pretended i was laura ingalls wilder.
  • i would sleep at the foot of my parent's bed when i had a bad dream.
  • i sat and watched jeopardy with my mom on saturday nights while she put my hair in rollers {and i was so excited when i was old enough to stay up and watch star trek with my parents too!}
  • i dreamed of the day i would marry my prince charming and have a home and kids of our own.
life is so good. it was good yesterday. it is good today. and it will be good tomorrow.

4 comments:

  1. your little sister is adorable!!

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  2. It sounds like you had a fabulous childhood.
    and your sister is too cute!

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  3. Once upon a time in the great white forest there lived a little white bear. One day the little white bear ventured to the edge of the forest where there stood a large white house. The little white bear walked up the walkway of white stones to the large white house and knocked on its large white front door.

    Within moments a beautiful lady dressed in a white dress opened the door and said, "Hello little white bear!"

    "Hello Tiffany's mommy!" the little white bear responded.

    "Would you like to come in to play with Tiffany?"

    "Yes, I would!" answered the little white bear.

    So the little white bear stepped inside the large white house and onto its white carpet. There in the living room sitting on a white sofa was Tiffany dressed in a white dress.

    "Oh, little white bear! Would you like to come sit with me? I was just about to watch television."

    "Sure!" answered the little white bear as he took his place on the white sofa beside his friend.

    So Tiffany turned on the television, and she and the little white bear began to watch a movie about a little white bear who lived in a great white forest. And the story went like this....

    One day the little white bear ventured to the edge of the forest where there stood a large white house. The little white bear walked up the walkway of white stones to the large white house and knocked on its large white front door.

    Within moments a beautiful lady dressed in a white dress opened the door and said, "Hello little white bear!"

    "Hello Tiffany's mommy!" the little white bear responded.

    "Would you like to come in to play with Tiffany?"

    "Yes, I would!" answered the little white bear.

    So the little white bear stepped inside the large white house and onto its white carpet. There in the living room sitting on a white sofa was Tiffany dressed in a white dress.

    "Oh, little white bear! Would you like to come sit with me? I was just about to watch television."

    "Sure!" answered the little white bear as he took his place on the white sofa beside his friend.

    Etc.

    Love,

    Dad

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  4. Thanks, Danie and Amanda! She is too cute for her own good.

    Dad, haha...that is definitely my all-time favorite bedtime story. What great memories! :)

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