MY FIRST MEMORIES
I remember several images from when I was to young to really understand, but can see images.
I remember looking at my feet and being in the baby swing.
I remember my dad bringing home diapers one night from the grocery store. He stopped off and got them on the way home from work.
I remember my blankets (my blankeys) and my bottle.
I remember when my dad but my baby bottles into glasses.
I remember my Golden Retriever, Sunny, begging as I ate in my highchair.
I remember Sunny as a puppy.
I remember helping my dad wash his car.
I remember sitting in a wading pool out front of our house, drinking from my bottle.
I remember Sunny eating holes in our backyard wooden fence.
Stacy Duplease
Journalkeeper & Author
Journalkeeper & Author
* My Storykeeper Odyssey in 2013: Journaling & Memoir
* The Journaling & Storykeeping Encyclopedia of 2013
dba Remembering Your Present, LLC & Storykeeper 2121
What nice memories about the things your father did for you and the funny things your pets did.
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