When they would get together I had them write down their memories of when they were little (because by that time they were big at about 12 years old)and boy did we laugh. They were 3 boys and a girl. Here are some of their memories.
T would eat the sand in the sand box.
M (mine) wouldn't go into the playhouse because there were spiders.
T whacked a big spider off of M's shoulder while they were in the sand box then he used a hockey stick to beat it to death. (adores animals, hates spiders)
K broke the bunk beds by swinging from the side bar.
M & C would throw snowballs into the neighbors pool. (I don't think they have this right because the pool was covered in the winter?)
C taught M to spell fart except that he spelled it wrong and they both spelled furt.
They all remember eating a huge gingerbread house covered in candies.
They remembered all the frogs in the campground we all went to one time. They put them into some empty cans.
Whenever one of them got a new toy the first thing they would do is run through the back yard to the others house to show them.
They all remember running outside to the back deck to scream about the "Tremors monsters" in the movie. Then they would run back in to wait for another attack in the movie.
They all remember watching the local parade go by our front yard every June. (see photo above)
C would watch out their work shop window waiting for us to get home.
K (mine)remembers playing hide and seek in the dark...in one room, 4 kids, go figure.
They all remember our cat, Alvin fighting with their cat PJ. M and C didn't speak to each other for a couple days over that one.
They played Ninja Turtles almost every day. They especially liked the home made sewers that C & T's dad made them out of plumbing pipe.
Alvin the cat was chasing the kids through the house then they would turn and chase him. This all went well until when like a toddler that darn cat had to go to the bathroom right now. He jumped into the planter right beside where we were sitting and crapped. Within seconds he was chasing down those kids again. Never did anything like that again.
They had Alvin the cat on a sled and would run through the yards with this silly cat hanging on for dear life. When he would tumble off the cat would run as fast as he could to get back on and ride some more.
Alvin the cat leaped on to the suspended tent-tarp shielding some poured concrete knocking out the 2x4s holding it up in the air. This caused the wood to crash down on top of C's head. The cat came back for more.
C had an infection and came running up my stairs yelling that he had brought his penis cream with him. (I was saving this one for his wedding last May but never did mention it)
T was walking through the grocery store with me one day flapping her wings and swinging her butt side to side singing "I feel like chicken tonight, like chicken tonight". Remember that commercial?
The neighbors thought their house was on fire when M came screaming upstairs yelling fire, fire. Actually he was yelling "fider, fider" because he couldn't say the letter S with a consonant. Thus spider was fider and Smarties were farties.
M fell down the neighbors back stairs hitting the concrete below with his head. He ran through the yards back to our house and didn't cry until he saw his bleeding head in the bathroom mirror.
They remember being in the hot tub and then jumping out into the snow.
The most important thing is that they remember what good friends they were.