What are your favourite childhood memories?

Nothing to do with having a really cute smile?   You actually look so much like my friend Mary although her hair is in a short bob. 

boy I tell you, when my paretns first moved into this town, we had an half the whole block to ourselves and they sold an end of it to an doctor, put his new clinic up on..I was out playing on my little trike, and they started burning the weeds off this other half an lot, and garter snakes came up and wrap themselves around the spokes of my bike, I mean I was just screaming my head off, dad came running and got me, as by then I was standing on the seat of the trike. I've never seen snakes do something like that..my brother in-law use to date an gal named "Rosalie Roach" way back when, didn't marry her though.

Hopscotch and jump rope for hours on end.  We used to play "May I" too, Barb, but we called it "How Many Steps Before the Queen."

Sunday drives with Dad in the country, and of course, stopping for ice cream.

Getting up really early on summer mornings when everybody else was asleep.  If I was up early enough, my gram would let me bake a cake.

The fascination of seeing our cat give birth to kittens for the first time - I think I was about 9 or 10.

Listening to the radio under the covers at night in summer, sleeping out in the back yards and raiding the neighbors' gardens.  My brothers used to camp out in the neighborhood with a sleeping bag and a salt shaker.  lol

When my dad used to come home from work filthy dirty (he worked construction).  He would tell us it was "clean dirt" but of course I had no clue until many years later of what he was talking about.

Watching Lassie and Ed Sullivan at my grandmother's house on Sunday nights, while drinking 7-Up.  It was a treat because we weren't allowed very many sodas at home.

My dad taking us ice skating on Chapman Lake and how bumpy the ice was in places from freezing during a windstorm.

And of course, the classic joyful childhood memory - waking up on a snowy morrning and  sitting by the radio, listening to hear if school was closed for the day.  And the big celebration when it was, going out to play until it was dark.

Great idea for a thread, Steph.  We all need a walk down memory lane now and again.  Funny how you can easily remember stuff you did 40 years ago, but have a hard time remembering what you did just yesterday.  lol

My dad taking me to the pub on a Sunday dinnertime, (I would be 7 or 8 years old).

Going to the beach with all my sisters, friends and more.  It didn't matter how many of us went.

Christmas eve.

Playing marbles

Going to the corner shop with 2p and coming out loaded with sweets.

Tornados!!! Oh god!! so scary!!!!

I remember playing jacks all the time!! I still do!!