“Memories of childhood were the dreams that stayed with you after you woke.”
Every time I start to feel down about myself, all I have to do is pull out a few of my favorite growing up photos and I can’t help myself but to smile. How could you not. Look at that half-crazed, maniacal-looking, happy child.
OK.. well.. not this one. Apparently 1967 or 1968 (can you read the date on this picture?) was not my year (Little Sami, the smallest child on dad’s lap).
“Don’t you wish you could take a single childhood memory and blow it up into a bubble and live inside it forever?”
ahh here we go… just smile… be nice and … just smile
“When I was a kid, I imagined flying holding balloons”
girl; flowers; Alison; Janis; purple; Roshni; moondustwriter; Jane; tanaya
rfljenksy - Practicing Simplicity 
Thank you for sharing! It’s great – what photos can do!
That is so true! I have finally grown to love that little girl!
I am delighted!
These are nice photos! You are right, they certainly made me smile… Thanks for sharing your memories with us! ❤
Dear Sarah Addison Allen,
I do. I really do. I have so many memories I want to keep with me and re-live over and over…
❤ Janis
Thanks for stopping by’
Aw, yes! What precious pictures, such a good way to find a smile when you need one!
Works every time!
😀 😀