But if I were to choose just one favorite memory, the memory that stands out from all the beautiful memories I had as a child, it would be that Christmas when Vicky and I received bikes from "Santa Claus." Mine was purple, Vicky's was yellow. I can still remember when I first laid eyes on those bikes, they were still wrapped with bubble wrap ☺ New bikes + bubble wrap to pop = ♥ Even my older sisters attest to how happy we were when we saw Christmas gift from Santa. It sure feels great to be a kid.
Rockin' my uber-short bangs
Ahh.. those were the days, when kids were kids. Unlike now. Kids these days try so hard to act like grown-ups, going around the mall in their three-inch stilletos. Anyway, I'm just happy I was a kid when life was much simpler, kids were less materialistic and gallivanting around like Paris Hilton wasn't considered cool. I love the 90s!
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