This is a note that Brynn wrote to Jared a few months ago. I thought it was so sweet. Jared has it up in the office where we can see it often and remember how precious our children really are. They are growing up so fast and it makes me sad in ways I can't describe. Things like this make me want to be a kid again.I absolutely love the different smells that accompany the seasons because they take me back to a day when life was less difficult, less crazy, and less demanding. Responsibilities included playing kick-the-can, tag, hide and seek, cleaning my room (though it seemed a lot harder back then), clearing my plate at dinner time, drinking all of my milk, and going to bed. We rarely had homework (why isn't that still the case) and were just expected to be home before dark (which rarely happened and for which I was almost never punished-nothing against my mom and dad). I rode bikes with Jeff Meachum, Scott Bishop, Jeremy Mayfield, and others downtown to Kaysville (2-3 miles away) across a busy highway and without adult supervision to get hamburgers at Arctic Circle and candy at Kaysville Drug, and for all I know, it didn't seem to cause any concern for our parents. These days I won't even let my kids ride their bikes to the end of the street without me being outside to watch them! What happened?
And what about Morgan Elementary, Mr. Emery, Mrs. Partington, Mrs. Butler, Mrs. Hunger, Mrs. Manning, Mrs. Moesinger, Mrs. Hartley, Mrs. Devol, and ground duty, remember her? Where are they and what are they doing? Mrs. Hunger would be so proud of me for not biting my nails anymore! She tried and tried to get me to stop (as did my parents), but with no results. I've grown up in that regard, I guess, although I do occasionally bite them when watching an intense movie, but who doesn't?
Wow, those were the days. I've got names coming to mind that I haven't thought of in years! Like Wayne Crowther, he used to walk across the street from the school to his house for home lunch everyday and I always wished I lived that close to the school. And Leslie Jeffs, who got an award at the end of 6th grade for never missing one day of school all through elementary! Incredible! I can't say I wasn't jealous, but I sure enjoyed the days of school that I missed!
I could go on and on, but I will spare you the intimate details of my past. Just for the record, being a kid was the best and I'm glad that I haven't quite grown all the way up (and I hope I never do)! There's a place for the kid at heart in all of us!
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Oh my goodness....I laughed out loud just at the thought of some of those names....teachers and kids! I have my own memories that flooded my mind as I read those! Thanks for the walk....it was fun! By-the-way...Mrs. Hunger is still around...in my Dad's ward. She actually lost her husband a couple of years ago, I went to the viewing with my Dad. Isn't she a favorite when you think back on those days? She still looks the same and was still wearing the round rock ring...remember she could switch out the colors? Maybe I was the only one that noticed that...but I wanted her ring so bad! And what about Mrs. Call? Did you have her? I remember when she'd walk around the classroom and read to us, she'd push up her glasses in the middle with her finger and they would creak! I loved that for some odd reason, and would go home and walk around my room with a book and my "Pic n' Save" sun glasses Gma Davies bought me cause they squeaked like Mrs. Calls! Awesome! Those were the good old days! Thanks for the memories!
Hey Lori - This is Lacy (Connie's daughter), I just saw you on Wendy's blog and thought it may be you! AND IT WAS! I am excited you are a blogger. I can't wait to cath up on yours and Jared's family! Jared was always my favorit cousin growing up, he was by far the nicest and of course the funniest. Hope to see you gouys this summer at the reunion.
Hey this is Em. Life was safer and less crowded back then, but I think because we were the youngest, our parents didn't really care what we were doing. They were into gardening, cards, and my mom was always running! Brooke and I ran around like bare-foot orphans all summer long. Once we almost got you to eat a "chocolate" pie from the mud in the gutter. Guilt made us stop you. Those were the days. Other memories: getting candy from G and G Kemp, playing in Pilly Green while it was being built, dipping quesadillas into Ovaltine at your house, and Coach Downs.
Hey Lori! Glad you found us! It's so much easier to keep in touch with blogging! Your kiddos are beautiful!! keep in touch!
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