Memories- A Guest Post

I'm not really sure who all reads Tyler's blog. But whoever you are, I hope this amuses you.


In our family, there is an unspoken rule about leaving your account open on the computer. It goes something like this: If you leave it up, open, or logged in, you are immediately qualified for a good, creative hacking.

I have to admit, I am the one who has the most fun with this. BUT, I ALWAYS ask one of my parents before I hack anything. So don't think I'm a horrible meany. ;)

Anway, Tyler left his blog up. So he now gets a guest blog post... that he didn't exactly authorize... :) But I'm going to be nice... mostly ;)

5 of My Favorite Memories with Tyler

All those days we've spent playing in the woods. There was the Star Wars stage. You know, complete with "jedi cloaks" Grandma made us and light sabers. And the pioneering. You would leave the playhouse with your trusty hatchet and "work" all day, while I cooked, cleaned, and did laundry. I remember when we got some old carpet for the playhouse. It was SUCH an improvement :) Oh, and I can't forget the Narnia phase. It must have been right after dad read us the first book and we saw the movie in theater. I was always slightly bummed there wasn't four of us. How can you play Narnia with only 2 kids and NO Cair Paravel?!

When we had bunk beds (before Stormy and Kota) and you listened to me chatter every night. I don't remember if you ever did any talking. Seems a little crazy that I was the one talking when you were trying to sleep...

That time when dad tried to jump us over the tree when we were "hooding" in the snow. That memory is so vivid to me. After we ran through all those branches and I opened my eyes, I seriously thought you were dead. I just saw you laying there all covered up in snow. I was pretty scared and shaken up after that. Hooding in general is just a bunch of good memories.

Okay, that time during the ice storm (whatever year that was... I think we were 9 and 11) when mom and dad left us home by ourselves and we made scrambled eggs over the fire. :) We were so proud of our ingenuity. Seriously, cooking over the fire, like dad had been doing, all by ourselves! And scrambled eggs, nonetheless! :) Crazy idea.... it's a miracle we didn't set something on fire.

The last one I'll write about was just last spring. I doubt you even remember it. It was that week when I wasn't eating any refined sugar, just for fun, to see if it really is an addiction. I was going somewhere with you and you bought some gum. When you asked me if I wanted any, I said, "Nah. No thanks." You responded, "I got the sugar free kind." I wrote about it in my gratitude journal, it meant so much to me. I love seeing the sweet, thoughtful side of your nature. It doesn't show very often, but I know you truly do pay attention to other people's feelings.

I could write more and more and more of my favorite memories with you. Just writing these has made me think of so many others that are so special to me. Seriously, you appear in most of my favorite memories. I am truly grateful I have you as my best friend, and am so thankful God gave me YOU as a big brother.

~Beth