I had a flashback childhood moment last night. Elle crawled into bed with me (Hubby was away, so she knew her chances were good on staying) and I heard a sigh. A lovely sigh.
That sigh took me back to being a kid. When crawling into your parent’s bed was triumphant victory and the safest place in the world. I then had other flashback moments.
Pretending to be asleep in the car and having your dad carry you into the house.
Dad bringing home root beer and ice cream to make floats.
Laying over the register on a cold morning with a blanket over you to make a tent.
Talking into a fan to hear your voice change.
Hanging upside down off the couch and reading a book while the blood rushing to your head.
I wonder what my kids will remember? What are some of your favorite childhood moments?
