My mom had a college friend who had children my sister and my ages. The older one, a boy, was exactly my sister's age and the younger one, a girl is 353 days older than I. We are still friends to this day and we laugh when we say we've known each other all our lives, because we really have.
Anyway, we used to spend a month every summer with them, at least it seemed like it. We would split our time between their house in Marysville which was on several acres and their grandparent's lake house on Lake Cavanaugh. Mornings would often be foggy like because of the sun hitting the cold lake in the morning.
We'd swim, play in the sand, have campfires (all the best campfire songs I learned around that campfire), haul wood, help with meals, play wolf (a hide and seek type game in the dark). When we were at their house, we'd also play wolf, pick blackberries, pick vegetables out of the garden and help make jam and can produce.
Occasionally we'd go camping; my dad would join us with the tent trailer and the same family from Marysville would meet us with their tent trailer. We'd do all the normal camping things, but in the evenings the adults would be in one tent trailer playing cards and us kids would be in the other tent trailer playing cards.
It seemed like we were with them whole summers, but it was probably only a couple weeks. But these are the summer moments I remember most. After we moved from Goldendale to a home out in the forest in the Cle Elum area, both my parents were working, my sister and I got older and we never had these summers again.
Even though my kids are older than my friend's daughter, they are very close to her, like sisters. They have a lot of fun together and seem to have a lot in common.
When they think back to these summers, I hope they seem like they lasted forever not just a week. I hope they remember the hilarious moments they shared and have many moments of reminiscing once they are grown up. And I hope they can remember and laugh like they did back then.
These are the memories that make up childhood..