The Old House

Rem my favorite part of life before you came into the world was my childhood, and especially when I lived in the old house in the woods. The memories I have from there warm my heart. We had chickens, mules, bunnies, dogs and goats. We made giant slow forts and sledding hills, and we played on them until it was dark, and you couldn't see into the spooky trees around our house. We had a creek with frogs and tadpoles. On the top of the water there were friendly little bugs called water skippers that danced around while we tried to catch them. I climbed trees, swung on ropes, and explored the woods with your uncles. One of my favorite memories is how the sunlight would be golden and warm before dark, and the bugs shined like squiggly treasure as they fly up our long driveway. Someday ask uncle DaveDave about Kayla our yellow lab dog. Ask Jimmy about sitting on ant hills, and ask Johnny what we did to each other when we held one of the brothers down. Maybe someday you will get to go walk around by the old neighbors' house and hear more stories. Love you!