Heart Smiles

How are you feeling this Monday morning? It was slow going for me in waking up this morning, but I am getting there now.  I woke up thinking of childhood memories. I still had on my mind the story about the little boy that I shared in my post yesterday. The one who remembers baking cookies with his mom and sister.  He remembers his sister putting her name on the cookies. Precious memories to him. Memories that have stuck in his mind,  memories of times when life was good for him and his family.

What are some good memories that you recall from your childhood? Memories that have stuck with you through the years. Ones where you can close your eyes and be taken back into time.  It doesn’t have to be anything big, just something that brings a smile to your heart when you think of it.

As for me, I remember the times of  listening to my favorite records on our record player.  I would listen to the stories of Pooh Bear and friends over and over again. I also loved Aunt Teresa’s stories. No, I didn’t have an Aunt Teresa, it was another record that  I had of children’s stories.

I remember playing animal hospital with my sister and our stuffed animals. We would hide them throughout the house and then have to go rescue them and take them to our bedroom which was known as the “hospital” to wrap them up with ace bandages and whatever else was needed.

I remember playing for hours with my dollhouse. A family of 5    and they had a black and white dog that I named Spot. Their best friends lived in the tree house next door. That tree house was so cool for it had a elevator in it! I loved turning the little knob for it to go up and down. How it didn’t break after being turned so often I don’t know. I do believe they built toys to last back then, unlike now!

There was the time when there was a very bad thunderstorm and my parents weren’t home. It was just me and my 2 older sisters. We all went into my oldest sister’s room, for she was brave. I think that I remember the lights had gone out because of the storm and that made it more scary, but we sat on my sister’s bed and we sang songs. Hard to still be afraid when you are singing songs. The power of music.

Life is so full of memories. Good ones and bad ones too, they are make up this amazing thing called life!

It’s a dreary, cloudy, cool day here. Calling for rain, but for now its just gloomy.  A day that is good for curling up in a blanket, getting a cup of tea or your favorite latte and taking a trip back in time. Where does your mind go? Take some moments of your day to smile as you remember,  and if you would like,  feel free to share below about your little trip back in time.


Ahh! Thanks to Pinterest, and “Toys of the 70’s”, I can take you back in time with pictures of my dollhouses.

4e7db31fa27d32c1e51dc60b9ca4296d  Do you see the elevator? 🙂 And yes, they had a dog named Spot as well.

No batteries required – just imagination!



45 thoughts on “Heart Smiles

  1. For Christmas one year my dad made me a huge wood dollhouse and he made my brother a matching mechanics garage. They were both white with a red roof and doors. My mother helped me make and ‘install’ curtains, and scatter rugs. I played with that thing forever. I also loved paper dolls. I would use gift wrap to trace the clothes that came with the doll, cut them out and my paper doll had the best wardrobe ever.

    Board games were a staple. Spent hours making ink blot designs. You know, when people used pens that you had to fill with ink. No ballpoint pens then. 😳 And I just loved my View Master. I would sit forever clicking those little round cardboard discs that held the films. I was transported to exotic places that I had never heard of, and I had every fairytale one they made!!

    Thanks for my walk down memory lane. Definitely made me smile.
    🔹 Ginger 🔹

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    • Oh I love your memories Ginger! Thanks for sharing! What special gifts from your parents! Made with TLC!
      And oh yes I had a view master too and loved it! Thanks for the reminder. 🙂
      Happy Smiles to you!


  2. growing up in Asia we did not have a lot of modern toys and it was usually too costly for my parents to buy when it was popular. we got a lot of hand me down toys from our cousins and visiting family from overseas or when we traveled to meet them. my most favourite childhood memory is playing in the dusty cemetery with my siblings and friends, climbing the trees and making frangipani garlands. We were so carefree and invented our own stories of adventure.

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