Being read to by my mom under a floor lamp. Loved that moment.
My best childhood memory was falling asleep in the car, or on the couch and waking up in bed.... I miss teleporting. It never happens to me anymore.
Just playing in the garden when I was about 5 or 6. Just such an innocent time, no life pressures, the smell of the flowers, freshly cut grass, and the warmth of the sun, magic !!!
being made a child of god with my familys support
Riding my bike like a crazy person when I was about 12 years old with my good friend Mark, a boy who was a little younger than me. We would spend hours perfecting stunts and just had a lot of fun.
Taking baths in my grandmothers big whirlpool. She used to have a little orange frog that I'd play with. And she always used this green colored soap- still my favorite soap, it brings back all those lovely memories.
I remember spending hrs on a deserted street learning to ride my bike with no hands. I can still see it so clearly