Remember this commercial??
But this one is my personal favorite, and it always reminds me of my brother . . .
What is your favorite commercial?
Showing posts with label Childhood Memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Childhood Memories. Show all posts
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Dragging your children through your childhood memories
When we become parents, there is this need within us to share the things with our children that we loved as a kid (whether it be a Lite Brite, a Snoopy Snow Cone Machine, or a special treat of cinnamon/sugar toast that Grandma used to make.)
This weekend, when we went on our mini-vacation - I took my kids with me on a trip down memory lane (and most of it was unintentional!)
When I was 5, my family went on our first vacation. We went to Southern Indiana and visited Spring Mill State Park, The Gus Grissom Memorial, and Santa Claus Land (now called Holiday World). We may have visited a few other places as well - but I don't quite remember.
Our family has gone to Holiday World almost every summer and we love it. This year, we decided to take the 'scenic route' back home and due to all the flooding Indiana has had - we had to take a major detour. Wouldn't you know that our little detour landed us in Mitchell, Indiana - the home of Spring Mill State Park and the Gus Grissom Memorial. So I got to share a part of my childhood with my children.
This is the one picture I have from that first vacation. We were in a hotel room playing Mad Libs (remember those?)
Here is the Spring Mill Inn in Spring Mill State Park. When we got there, I didn't recognize it. At all. I called my Dad later that day to find out if we'd actually stayed there. He couldn't remember either - but he did remember eating at the restaurant they had there.
I mostly remember the souvenir coin purse I had with a picture of the inn on the front.
I thoroughly enjoyed taking the kids to see the Gus Grissom Memorial - partly because I'm a closet history buff, and partly because I knew my son would LOVE anything to do with astronauts.
This is the Molly Brown. I get claustrophobic just thinking about cramming myself in that thing!
At the memorial, we got to watch a short film about the life of Gus Grissom, his final mission, and its effect on our space program today. After the film was over - I asked my son what he thought. (I wish I would've gotten a picture of his face DURING the film, he was in awe.) He said, "I thought it was pretty cool, except for the part where three people died." I agree.
When speaking to my Dad - we both had the same memory of Santa Claus Land. It was expensive. I remember wanting so badly to ride on these bumper boat things - but Dad remembers the line being so long, that I didn't get to. However, my kids were luckier and got to live out my 5 year old dream.
This is the one thing that looks exactly like I remember it.
And finally, what is a trip to Santa Claus Land (Holiday World) without meeting Santa?
A good time was had by all, and I'm already trying to figure out what memory I will drag them through next!
Happy Wednesday! We're half-way to Friday!
This weekend, when we went on our mini-vacation - I took my kids with me on a trip down memory lane (and most of it was unintentional!)
When I was 5, my family went on our first vacation. We went to Southern Indiana and visited Spring Mill State Park, The Gus Grissom Memorial, and Santa Claus Land (now called Holiday World). We may have visited a few other places as well - but I don't quite remember.
Our family has gone to Holiday World almost every summer and we love it. This year, we decided to take the 'scenic route' back home and due to all the flooding Indiana has had - we had to take a major detour. Wouldn't you know that our little detour landed us in Mitchell, Indiana - the home of Spring Mill State Park and the Gus Grissom Memorial. So I got to share a part of my childhood with my children.
This is the one picture I have from that first vacation. We were in a hotel room playing Mad Libs (remember those?)
Here is the Spring Mill Inn in Spring Mill State Park. When we got there, I didn't recognize it. At all. I called my Dad later that day to find out if we'd actually stayed there. He couldn't remember either - but he did remember eating at the restaurant they had there.
I mostly remember the souvenir coin purse I had with a picture of the inn on the front.
I thoroughly enjoyed taking the kids to see the Gus Grissom Memorial - partly because I'm a closet history buff, and partly because I knew my son would LOVE anything to do with astronauts.
This is the Molly Brown. I get claustrophobic just thinking about cramming myself in that thing!
At the memorial, we got to watch a short film about the life of Gus Grissom, his final mission, and its effect on our space program today. After the film was over - I asked my son what he thought. (I wish I would've gotten a picture of his face DURING the film, he was in awe.) He said, "I thought it was pretty cool, except for the part where three people died." I agree.
When speaking to my Dad - we both had the same memory of Santa Claus Land. It was expensive. I remember wanting so badly to ride on these bumper boat things - but Dad remembers the line being so long, that I didn't get to. However, my kids were luckier and got to live out my 5 year old dream.
This is the one thing that looks exactly like I remember it.And finally, what is a trip to Santa Claus Land (Holiday World) without meeting Santa?
A good time was had by all, and I'm already trying to figure out what memory I will drag them through next!
Happy Wednesday! We're half-way to Friday!
Monday, May 19, 2008
Cherished Childhood Memories
A co-worker and I were discussing fun things from our childhood. I thought this would be another thing to share on my blog.
Several fun things from my childhood involved . . . money . . . not necessarily the money itself - because I have no remembrance of what I spent it on - but rather how I obtained the money.
We used to have an old brass lamp with a 'secret compartment' of sorts, contained in a decorative finial type of thing. (Hunkahubby will be so ashamed when he learns how little I know about decorative terminology.) My Dad used to hide money in it. We always knew that the rule was 'finders keepers.' Sometimes we would find change in there and sometimes we would find $20. It was always fun to look in the lamp to see if there was anything hiding in it. One memory is Dad telling us that we would be so sorry we hadn't checked the lamp lately - because there had been a $100 bill inside for several months and no one had found it. Dad got to keep it. :-(
We also had fun tipping over his recliner and watching all the change fall out. My brother often did this when he needed gas money.
Dad also liked to hide money places when my brother and I went to college. About the time we thought we were going to starve - we would find a twenty dollar bill hidden in the mini blinds or wrapped around the toilet paper holder.
The thrill of the hunt was always so much better than the reward.
What fun things do you remember from your childhood?
Several fun things from my childhood involved . . . money . . . not necessarily the money itself - because I have no remembrance of what I spent it on - but rather how I obtained the money.
We used to have an old brass lamp with a 'secret compartment' of sorts, contained in a decorative finial type of thing. (Hunkahubby will be so ashamed when he learns how little I know about decorative terminology.) My Dad used to hide money in it. We always knew that the rule was 'finders keepers.' Sometimes we would find change in there and sometimes we would find $20. It was always fun to look in the lamp to see if there was anything hiding in it. One memory is Dad telling us that we would be so sorry we hadn't checked the lamp lately - because there had been a $100 bill inside for several months and no one had found it. Dad got to keep it. :-(
We also had fun tipping over his recliner and watching all the change fall out. My brother often did this when he needed gas money.
Dad also liked to hide money places when my brother and I went to college. About the time we thought we were going to starve - we would find a twenty dollar bill hidden in the mini blinds or wrapped around the toilet paper holder.
The thrill of the hunt was always so much better than the reward.
What fun things do you remember from your childhood?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)