Waking up from naps (when I was little) in the backpack on a horse. You'd probably be turned in to CPS for that now but I LOVED it.
The day I got my first horse who was just mine. It was my 13th bday. I still have that horse.
Easter. Dyeing eggs. And my Dad was there because it was the year before my folks divorced. I have a picture. I was 12. I stil did eggs even though the Easter Bunny was old news. I had little brothers and still got to have so much fun. In the pic I' thinking of, I had a little boyfriend who was there with us. He's dead now. He killed himself a year later about the time my folks divorced. But in this pic, we were only 12 and we were all so damned happy looking. all of us.