I Remember...

I remember going to my great grandmas home every day.
It smelled like food all the time.

I remember riding a toy tractor at my grandmas house.
It had to have been as old as her.

I remember not having to wear shoes in the preschool classroom.
That had to have been the coldest floor.

I remember walking around "finding treasures" with my grandma's dog, Sheba, at her house.
That dog was as loud as a baby.

I remember riding in the combine with grandpa when I was very little.
His combine now is probably twice as big.

I remember riding in my grandma's truck with Justin and I in car seats.
They smelled terrible.

I remember getting sticky old pocket candy from grandpa Beierman all of the time.
It had so much lint on it.

I remember watching my dad walk in the second grade room as he announced Taylor's birth.
I had to have been happier than a kid on Christmas.

I remember all the laughs and tears that Justin and I have shared since birth.
I know he will forever be my favorite boy, besides my dad of course.
-KAB