Monday June 23rd, 2008

Five is a Good Age

When I was five I loved watching The Smurfs, picking dandelions, rollerskating in my basement, making mud pies, playing with the hose, climbing the fence, and trying to be just like my big sisters. Sometimes I really wish I could be five again for a day! I miss the house that we lived in. I was born there and we moved away when I was seven. Someday I am going to go knock on the door and ask for a tour. It’s been so long since I’ve seen it that it’s starting to seem like an other-worldly place or just a figment of my imagination. Those were really happy years in my childhood and I wish I had even more photos to remember it by. Unfortunately I think my parents may have had a case of what we like to call “third child syndrome” where there aren’t as many photos of me (unlike most first born children who have seven albums dedicated to each month of their early adolescent life). So this is my challenge to you parents out there- Don’t forget numbers 3 & 4 when it comes to the photo taking!! =) The value of photos is immeasurable because the years fly by so quickly and you can never go back. And don’t we all know it!

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