Since we’ve been in the process of planning our Disney trip, it has been inevitable that we talk about our first one.
So my sisters, our children, and our parents sat around and watched a slide show of our trip almost thirty years ago. (A slide show, to the kids’ fascination, that did not involve a computer.)
We reminisced about the rides, we giggled at the hairstyles and the clothes, and we discovered details we had long forgotten.
We will carry these memories with us as new ones are made.
Is there anything so nostalgic as a lemonade stand?
My daughter had been absolutely determined to have one. She made the sign, found the perfect lemon at the grocery store, even packed ice in a lunch box.
With the round kiddie table from my childhood and a couple of wooden chairs, she and her brother parked themselves at the end of the driveway. And waited.
I held my breath, hoping they would at least get one or two sales. It was a Wednesday afternoon (I could not talk her into waiting until the weekend). A few minutes went by, my children eyeing the cars passing them.
Then, it started. People stopped. They smiled and chatted and drank their lemonade.