I have soooooo many memories of things from my childhood and when I think about them it’s so vivid, it’s as though my memories are happening all over again.
And some of the things I remember are so random!
It helps that me and my sister are very close (only 12 months between us) and so every memory of my childhood is wrapped up in her as we were pretty much inseparable until we went to Uni etc. We spend hours upon hours upon hours just laughing about all the shenanigans we used to get up to.
But yes, I pretty much have a crystal clear memory of thousands of points in time of my childhood.
With regards to my own children, I have photos albums full of solely them and everything we do together, toys they played with, the holidays they had, their sleepovers with friends, their first bedrooms, painting and play-doh days, every trip out we ever took, parties, first pets, first bike rides, birthdays, trips to the park, school plays and ward assemblies etc etc - anything and everything within their childhood has been captured. The list is literally endless.
My children are only 5 years and 9 years old and already I have over 7000 photos printed off and put into albums. The first photo album starts with a photo of my very first positive pregnancy test with my first son and all it unfolds from there. I dread to think how many photos I’m going to end up with!!
Me and my children sit for hours at a time looking through all the photos and talking about them and reminiscing and I absolutely love it as there are events/moments captured in those albums that even I had forgotten, never mind expect them to remember.
I love to imagine their future when they’re in their 20’s, looking through the albums and laughing about all the memories they have of the events and experiences captured in the photos and see how happy it makes them.
My own memories of my childhood with my sister are so precious to me, that I really want to be able to give my own children the opportunity to always have that bond of shared childhood memories.