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Thursday, March 09, 2006

Earliest Memories...

As she sat there making mud pies, all should could think about was going to the bar after the game. Whether Daddy's team won or lost, whether Daddy had a good hit or home run - none of it mattered to her. She just liked spending time with him and Monica. Sponge wasn't bad either. Unlike Daddy, he'd play fooseball and pinball with her. But it was Daddy that bought her pop and chips!

Well, the game wasn't over yet. She sat there watching Monica record everything. Why didn't she just keep score? What were all those other numbers? She wasn't sure. All she knew was this: she couldn't spend enough time with Monica. She was so grown up; she even had her own car and a boyfriend. She had this whole mystique that Lindsey couldn't even comprehend yet.

Lindsey and Kelly would put the bikinis Mom and Grandma bought them in Beaverton along with sneakers and go out to the store to play with Monica. Normally they would play kickball with the volleyball in the store. Monica was a sports nut who played volleyball and couldn't stand cheerleaders. She even hid Lindsey and Kelly's pom-poms on them! Oh, and she threatened to cut Lindsey's long hair if she put it in her mouth just one more time. Lindsey knew that Monica would do it too! She never sucked on her hair again.

If Lindsey knew that elementary school was going to mean leaving all of those early memories behind, she might not have been quite so eager to start school.

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