- acrylic painting with dad while listening to Sting full blast in dad's office upstairs in the Woodbury house until midnight. (and trying to figure out the lyrics of the song)
- oldest memory I have is probably being in a baby stroller with a blanket covering the front while outside at a farmers market
- Sleeping on the red couches at the japanese restaurant kouraku in Little Tokyo on my dad's leather jacket. And wondering what the little metal thing that pops up and down, which ended up to be the rice cooker lid opening and closing
- Riding my tricycle in the house
- Doing homework in the breakfast room while my mom cooked.
- Climbing the couch
- Sitting on the armrest of the couch
- The side chair with the white fluffy rug thingy.
- Walking home from elementary school with my mom (and sometimes brother) when the car was out with my dad for work.
- Mom picking me up from the back entrance of school, and walking down the pathway in the fall, with the golden leaves crunching underneath my shoes, or walking on grass and kicking the spiky ball things while talking to my mom about school. She used to always wear black.
- Sliding down the cold stairs
- Climbing up the stairs outside of the railing, while mom talks on the corded phone in the hallway
- Hardwood floors, linoleum floors, carpeted floor, tile bathroom floor
- Dad or mom brushing my teeth in the bathroom
- Mom's makeup table
- The steep driveway to the garage
- Mom or dad having to get out of the car each time to open the garage door, and how awful it was on rainy days
- Thanksgiving at Stephanie's
- The mailbox
- Drinking calpis with my brother around the dining table
- Hiding underneath the dining table
feb 10 2011 ∞
jan 28 2012 +
