Day 25 — Share a story from your childhood
When I was younger I remember some of the best times spending it with my brother. As a little girl he was after all my best friend. One memory I have is back in our old home in Greenwood Village. My brother James & I woke up one Saturday morning & decided to sliding down the stairs in our sleeping bags. It was a pretty steap staircase from what I remember so we'd shoot down like torpedos & had such a great time doing that. It's the little things that stick out...Saturday mornings, sleeping bags & lots of laughter. Such fun times! Occasionally my Cousins would join in too :)
BEST. CHILDHOOD. MEMORY. EVER! I loved doing that! I will, however, leave that to the kids. I think I tried it a few year back and couldn't believe how bad it hurt. Nothing like being a kid to not get hurt bouncing on you butt over minimally covered wood steps over and over and over and over. :)
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