One of my favorite memories is
from when we went to Bear Lake.
It was out in the middle of nowhere
and didn't even have WiFi.
I thought I was going to be bored
to tears, but it was actually a blast.
I was always the first one up and
out fishing at the crack of dawn.
I stayed in the rowboat all morning
every day we were there. I never did
catch anything, but so what?
Whether your family is small and lives in the same town or is big and scattered across the country, you've made a lot of memories together. You've taken vacations, celebrated holidays and special occasions, helped each other find first jobs, consoled each other when first loves didn't work out, enjoyed movie nights - all together.
How amazing would it be to have everyone's favorite memories all in one place?
As good as Justin is at basketball and as exciting as his All-State games were, I still like watching him play pick-up basketball in our neighborhood more than anything else. He is so friendly to everyone. He could probably play for a university like Duke because he's that good, but he doesn't have an ego about it. Anyone who wants to play can play. If the player isn't as good as Justin, he just dials down the intensity and matches the other player's ability. That's what makes Justin so awesome.
Everyone In Your Family Will Have a Voice
Grandparents Siblings Grandchildren
Aunts/uncles Cousins In-laws
What Can Go in the Family Memories Album/Scrapbook?
- Favorite holiday memory
- Favorite memory of a specific person
- Funniest family moment
- Opinions on which family member is the funniest, most compassionate, etc.
You could even give each family member a specific occasion - like the family's trip to Colorado - and ask for each person's favorite memory.
I had never seen snow before, so when we moved to New York, I was excited about winter. I remember the first time it snowed. It was something like 4 inches, all overnight, I think. I was late to school that morning because I just had to make my first snowman.
I was 10 minutes late to my first class, AP History. I tried to sneak in while Mr. Jenkins was passing out papers, but he saw me, of course. When he asked me why I was late, I told him the truth: I missed the bus because after I finished the snowman, I went back to Gregg's bedroom to find his hat and
scarf to use on the snowman. Gregg is a slob, and they were both buried under his blanket, so I lost time, missed the bus, and had to walk to school. The snowman looked great, though!
Let's Get All of Your Family's Memories Into One Place