Things that make me smile.
If I could only save one home movie from my childhood, my answer would come quickly: Christmas ’86.
Was it fantastic because we got a lot of presents? What is great because we were little angels? Not even close! My sister and I were complete brats!! Well, my sister was a brat. I was just a normal three-year old.
We literally had present tug of wars…. each pulling on one side of the box that was between us. Fighting. Crying. ..
My mom kept turning off the camera to break up fights, and she was sooo embarrassed that her little darlings were behaving like demons. If only she had kept the tape rolling! She was mortified at the time, but 25 years later those little fights are adorable!!
So as I get frustrated that 30 minutes of snapping pictures only nets one decent one:
I’m going to remember to keep the “bad” ones, because they too are my good memories: