Childhood Memories - 1

My big sister and I are two and a half years apart. When we were little, we spent a lot of time playing together, getting in trouble together, and of course, fighting. But most of my memories are of the fun times we had just pretending. I'll write more about those times, later. Right now, I am remembering the hearth bench that used to sit along the wall in our living room. It was a wonderful bench --- long and spacey underneath. Enough room for two small children to hide.

Our bedtime was unreasonably early, especially since we knew the best TV shows were on after 8 o'clock and our mom and -sometimes our two older sisters- were sitting in the nice, cozy living room enjoying the shows without us.

So we learned to get very, very sneaky. I don't remember whose idea that was, but I am fairly sure it was my sister's idea.  Of course. It must have been. 😏   Anyway, we would make our way down the stairs, crawl on our hands and knees through the kitchen and across the dining room floor, and into the living room, being very careful to stay close to the wall and out of sight of the couch. We would hide under that hearth bench and watch shows like "Wonder Woman" and "Charlie's Angels"... you know - the best of the late 70's shows. It was unbelievably satisfying to know that we were stealthy enough to never get caught.

Left to right: My sister and me

Thinking back, I suspect that my mom probably knew we were there at least some of the time, but she let us get away with it. Or it could be that she is deaf in one ear and we had that advantage...

That is probably my favorite memory with her. Well that, or the Baby Blue Detective Agency we formed with my best friend. That was a couple of years later. We were just like Nancy Drew or Trixie Belden.  😃

I end it here because it is as good a place as any and it continues.