Remember when…? – Tub

I started school when i was only 5. That is one year younger than we were allowed. So my mom had me enrolled in a private class. Mrs. Benoit had a grade 1 class in her basement. That was the only class she had. At one point, as a reward, she brought the class to tour her house, upstairs. That was a treat! That was a magazine worthy house, in my own opinion.

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Remember when…? – Falling

When you are a kid, the world is your playground, and you will have explored it in many ordinary and extraordinary ways. That also means cuts and bruises for most of our childhood. Although I had my share of bruises and scratches, I cannot say I was an accident prone child (unlike my own kids), but I do remember one particular incident that caused quite a commotion.

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Remember when … ? – Toys

When you are a child, your most prized possession is probably your toys (unless you might have a pet, but I didn’t). Were you keeping your room tidy? If so, I am sure your parents really appreciated that. I was not so tidy. I would not clean my room regularly, and even when my mom would tell me to tidy up, i would procrastinate as long as I could. What would you do if your child kept all the toys everywhere they should not be? Well, my mom had her way.

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Remember when…? – A kiss

Maybe I should have told this story around Valentine’s Day, but I had… forgotten!

In 1984, I happened to meet Bob, at a goodbye dinner for the summer students at work. Bob came along with his brother Don, who was my colleague’s boyfriend at the time. Bob was a fun guy, and he was single, like I was.

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Remember when…? – Diapers

Babies in diapers when you travel means a lot of stuff to bring, and potential surprises along the way.

When the kids were young (age 3, 2, and 10 months), we decided to go visit relatives in Toronto. That meant a really long drive, with a stop in Montreal, to visit my mom and stay overnight. Because the youngest one was only 11 months old, we had someone babysit him at home. We knew he would not enjoy the trip, and it would have made it even harder for us.

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Remember when…? – In bed

The bed is a place we go every day, at least once a day (sometimes more). We spend hours and hours there, in fact, we spend between a quarter and a third of our life in a bed! It is no wonder that we can have stories surrounding that place.

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