
... I'm not sure who will remember living in our house on Washington Street in Meridian, but I think Ryan will and Erin might too! I think it was in 1978 & 1979 ... Ryan was 6, I was 4 turning 5 , etc ... I remember mom being pregnant with Eric when we lived there, and I remember watching through the nursery window after he was born ... he was like our living doll.
It was a white house with dark brown trim, and there was a pink rosebush right outside my window ... I think Ryan and I shared a room at that time. Luke and Kelly
Sheneman lived across the street and they were our best friends. Dad built an AMAZING log jungle-gym in the backyard of that house ... I remember that it was a couple of levels high and Ryan was the 'king' of the jungle-gym. He and his friends liked to stay up at the top like they were the kings of the mountain. There was a tire swing on it and sand underneath ... it was awesome.
Some other random memories of Meridian ...
• We'd play in the little blow-up pool, and dad would get in there with us - fully clothed! and spit water high up into the air ...
• Mom would make quilts in the living room ... I remember laying underneath the quilt being tied and listening to mom and her friends/grandma Jo chat and giggle.
• One day when mom and dad were out of sight ... Ryan and I took a pair of scissors to the top of mom's dining room table. That was a sad day.
Ugg. If I could take it back, I would! Sorry mom!
• When Eric was born, Grandma Jo came to stay with us while mom and dad were at the hospital ... I remember
Gma took us to the A&W and we all got ice cream cones ... and proceeded to spill them all over the back of grandma's red
suburban. Hell hath no fury like
Gma Jo when she's mad. Yikes.
• Mom's turquoise bathrobe.
• When Kimmy was a new baby and she started having heat convulsions at church one Sunday ... I remember mom kneeling over her and yelling for help ... I'd been playing with Kimmy earlier, and thought that it was something that I had done to her. It was the most horrible feeling in the world. I was so scared! She was okay a little later ... whew!
• One day, as we were getting ready for a car trip - probably to Eastern Idaho, dad had the care meticulously packed and we were all getting settled for the LONG drive ahead ... and I remember sitting in the middle of the back seat ... and I had to barf. So I did. Mom and dad whipped me out of the car, took me into the house and as mom sat next to me ... dad walked over to the hall closet and punched a hole in it. I thought I was next. Yikes! Now I realize how frustrating that
must've been ... oh my. A five hour drive in the hot sun ... not fun.
• Speaking of the sun ... I'm sorry Erin. Ryan and I always figured out which side of the car the sun would be on ... and we always made Erin sit there ... her little nose would bead up with sweat ... and she'd suffer in silence. It makes me cry to think about it now.
Renny, please forgive me!
• When mom would have to go to work (at night she was a
transcriptionist at a law firm), all of us kids would swarm the door and beg her not to leave. Poor dad.
• I remember my fifth birthday cake ... it was a two-layer cake with chocolate frosting ... and it had a hard candy pink and yellow butterfly in the middle of it ...
• Five kids ... in six & a half years ... I don't know how mom and dad did it ... but I'm sure glad they did.