tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087140019874579643.post3069382595356798972..comments2022-03-28T06:14:55.245-07:00Comments on Peacework: Play, Now and ThenLucindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17444246891857411559noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087140019874579643.post-74418629929764236672016-03-27T11:19:16.108-07:002016-03-27T11:19:16.108-07:00My girls have always said our "poor days"...My girls have always said our "poor days" were the best of their lives. I think it's pretty relative--if you don't have a lot to start with, you don't miss it!<br /><br />I don't have a lot of memories from when I was little or even prior to my surgeries. But I do remember that Aunt Shirley had a box of blocks in a closet. I always liked building toys like Lincoln Logs or Tinker Toys. I also remember a tall doll house and using Spic-n-Span to "mop" the floors of it. I still love the smell of that cleaner.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12797979304923393778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087140019874579643.post-23968911743776037572016-03-18T10:24:44.500-07:002016-03-18T10:24:44.500-07:00Never knew you went to Colorado as a child. Why? ...Never knew you went to Colorado as a child. Why? I loved the sandbox we had at the Manor! Or should I say "sand tire"? Big truck tires are perfect for that sort of thing. I also loved that giant tree at the street end of the "1" building that we could sit under and watch the cars go by.<br />Loving the stories! Keep 'em coming!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09622907670122014963noreply@blogger.com