Five Things I Miss Most About My Childhood

Grazie, il dottore buono. You know, funny enough, on my way to Marble Falls and Kingsland this weekend, I found myself reminiscing about the things I miss most from my childhood. How convenient ;) But really, for those of us determined to keep the child within us till we grow old and gray, the question is when does childhood end, and "adulthood" begin? I think I shall place the marker on that one milestone where I decided I had to grow up, if only for awhile. So in no particular order, here goes:

1. My Toy and Book Closet
I had this one huge closet full of toys and books right in the corner of our living room, and it contained dolls and toys of all sorts my dad brought home for me from his travels. What I found myself remembering the most just two days ago, though, was this book of Fairy Tales I had, containing these really well drawn pictures of Snow White and Rose Red, and of various other fairy tales. I miss all my childhood books. Most notable is my collection of "Childcraft" books conveniently located inside my bookshelf of a headboard I slept beneath every night.

2. A Full Day of Playing and a Helping of McDonald's
There was a time when McDonald's was actually really GOOD, before it gained its notorious reputation. That was almost 20 years ago ;) I believe it was during Summer Fridays when I'd just spend the day playing and running around with my little brother, and come 3 or 4 pm, my mom would bring us home some yummy treats depending on her mood, ranging from a burger and fries, to spaghetti, or the whole shabang. For some odd reason, she never brought home any "Happy Meals", though ;) God, I even remember arranging everything on my plate. I'd take the food out of the wrapper or styrofoam container and arrange it neatly on my plate according to the order I was going to consume them. HAH! OCD began at a very young age for me ;)

3. Weekend trips to Caylabne on my dad's Cabin Cruiser and Speed Boat
Caylabne was a lovely resort with a plethora of things to do. 'Nuff said.
On a side note, I distinctly remember this favorite drink I had in a "Tetra box." I believe it was some sort of chocolate malt served in a light brown box with pictures of sunflowers on it. I wish I could remember what it was called. All I remember is that it was YUMMY. I associate this memory with memories of Marbella because I had a picture of me drinking it while frolicking around in the resort.

4. Summer trips Abroad with the family and/or my Dad Oh, I was a daddy's girl, indeed :D I believe I still am. We'd sometimes go to Florida, L.A., Las Vegas, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Korea, wherever... I loved hanging out with my dad, and I was lucky enough to have a father whose job took him all over the world. (He was a businessman). The only sad part about it was he never took me on trips to Europe. I guess he wanted to shield me from the horrors of their culture ;)

5. Innocence
I wholeheartedly do agree with you on this one, Dr. J, although I may have a different take on it. It's funny how you have lots of those carefree days when you were younger, believing that you can just take on the world and do and be ANYTHING, and wishing that you get older real quick so that you won't have to be disciplined and constantly watched over by your parents, and be kept at bay with their nonsense rules. Now that I'm on my own two feet and having to deal with the burden of responsibility, I am seeing how wrong I was to wish that ;) Indeed, be careful what you wish for, for it might come true ;)

Oh, this was fun... now I realize I may have missed out on so much simply cause I couldn't wait to grow up. It's fun remembering the good times.

All this said, I would now like to tag: Ryan, Pseudo, George, Heidi, Steph, and Rina.