An old photo

This is dad and Uncle Rob in England on a summer day. So cute! Check out this swim shorts, and do you think they are trying to swim?

In the basement

Just thinking back to being a teenager. Heather and I would go down to her bedroom when it was in the basement. We would sit on the waterbed with our backs against the headboard listening to the:

playing.....

creating numerous...

We did this for HOURS and it was fantastic!

The Cleanest Bathroom Award!

Mom reminded me of this the other day, and I did find it rather funny. In order to inspire us to clean "our" bathrooms better she made the cleanest bathroom award. What it was, was a trophy she made by gluing a Little People toilet to a wood base and calling it the cleanest bathroom award. She would hand it to whomever demonstrated that their bathroom was the cleanest during the week and the person who had it from the week before would have to relinquish it to the new owner.

Mattys security blanket

I remember way back when that Matt would carry around the Cookie Monster from the little people set. Mom even had to buy a whole new Little People Sesame street set when the Cookie Monster was lost!

Amber

When looking over the list of past pets I was reminded of one of our bunnies, Amber. Mom had found a safe place for him to live when we moved to California at Uncle Rogers house. Roger ate him.

Speaking of bunnies. Once after our rabbits had a litter (are they called litters when they are bunnies?) Mom let Heather hold one in the kitchen, it was a bit scary for her as it moved around and well, heather dropped it. DEAD bunny. We were all a bit p-d at Heather and she was crying her eyes out, mom said the bunny fell out of Heathers hands. Not!

The BB Gun

I am sure there are many more posts that this title could fit. Why on Earth did mom and dad buy Peb a BB gun? I vividly remember Peb in the third yard, down by the gate, bent over and bare aced letting Matt shoot at him for $5.

Christmas Bonding

In the house on Emerson, there was an attic over the garage that you could get to through Peb's room. This is where mom and dad hid all of the Christmas presents. (Heather will have to tell her story about what she did one year with all the presents in the attic...). Well every Christmas Eve, or at least a couple, Peb would have to sleep in my room on the floor. Seeing as we disliked eachother so much, I would be so perplexed as to why they would force this on Christmas Eve...bless my little heart...

By the way, at Christmas, I remember loads and loads and loads of present under the tree, it seemed like a sea of gifts, mom and dad majorly hooked us up!