Childhood 1

I can't believe how much G looks like me sometimes. (That's me up there, btw)

Thus begins a series of childhood stories and memories. They're in no particular order and don't necessarily have any morals to them. I just wanted to write them down and share them because I was a weird kid.

1. I thought that ballet was balancing stuff on your head. When I was about 2 I would walk around the house singing, "Beautiful ballet" with something on my head. Usually it was my Beauty and the Beast lunchbox. I was an elegant ballerina.

2. When I was around 4 or 5, I was certain that Edmonton was an island. My aunt and uncle lived there and I always pictured it in my head as an island off the east coast of Canada.

3. Every Christmas from birth until I was about 10 years old, we stayed at my Grandma and Poppa's. They were Officers stationed at an old folks home and their quarters was attached to the home. Every Christmas morning we would wake up, open our stockings and then everyone (there was usually about 15 or so) would don Santa hats and in our jammies we'd walk over to the old folks home. Someone would push a shopping cart full of stockings, my Poppa would dress as Santa and we'd go caroling through the halls, knocking on each door to give each elderly person a Christmas stocking and some good cheer. What a fantastic way to spend Christmas morning! A bonus: One year, when my sister was probably 1 or 2, she refused to wear her Santa hat so I said I'd hold it for her. Well this turned out good for me because old people started putting money in the hat! I ended up with about $15 in total. SCORE.

And so ends edition one of this series. I can't wait til G has weird and awesome stories of her own one day.