Jeeee-moooo-nee, I always miss one. Childhood memory huh? Wow to narrow it down. We had a Manx kitten, the dogs licked it to DEATH! Let's see we played Mr. Toads wild ride in our dune buggy, I would steer and dad would hit the brakes right before we ran into something. I remember sledding down the hill at LVHs house during a family get together, that was fun. I also remember going on lots of picnics with my family, which always included shooting at cans. I remember desert Fiestas at the school. I used to love putting masking tape all over my grandpas head, because I was sure it would make him grow hair. Sliding down the ditch. Climbing into tractors. Running from our crazy turkeys. Sleeping in the tent in my backyard. Having a ferret that pooped in every corner of my bedroom. The end!