My Favorite Memory

Picture Prompt Day 5 - Your favorite memory

Me and my Popcicle

      I have a hard time with this prompt because I have a hard time remembering specific events so I going to say my favorite memory is my childhood.  I was surrounded by people who loved and supported me including my parents.
     My dad and I have always been close.  One of my fondest memories was when he would fling me up into the air by my ankles.  Just about gave my mom a heart attack more than once but I loved it.  I was so sad when I got too big for him to do that any more.  It's probably because of this I wish I could fly. 

I'm a biker chic  :)

      He was also more tolerant of my short lived habit of jumping off the picnic table in our backyard.  He pointed out to my mom (I found out many years later) that I was jumping into the grass, not onto the concrete and I would be fine.  (I had thought it out, concrete hurts, grass doesn't.)  I also loved it when he took me out on his motorcycle.  He didn't do it very often but I loved the feeling of flying down the back roads.  I am still sad he had to sell it, a combination of aggravating his carpel tunnel syndrome and too many people pulling out in front of him without looking.

      My mom worked until my sister was born but she made sure I had plenty to read and the house was always filled with music.  We had Disney songs, math and counting songs, Joe Scruggs, Raffi, Glenn Miller, Beach Boys, and a whole lot more.  She also bought me my collection of  Disney sing-along VHSes which I watched, nearly to wearing out.
     Here we've used the snow day to make a snowman.  I miss the days when my hometown got snow every winter.  These days we're fortunate to get a dusting once or twice.  I remember making a snowperson whose bottom was as tall as I was and three times as wide, all out of snow from our small front yard.