Sorry for the small picture and bad scan, but the original isn't the best. This picture is special because it reminds me of Summer. We are having a watermelon seed spitting contest with my cousins, two of them are wearing matching short jumpers made by their mother. She liked to make them clothes, and only now I can appreciate why she wanted to and why my cousins despised it. They wanted designer jeans, they got Little House on the Prairie dresses.
Most Summers we would load up our Aspen station wagon with Mad Libs and travel games, that would become boring in 15 minutes. We would bring the cat, who would pant the entire drive. We peed in special containers mom bought and sometimes threw up. Drank hot drinks and fought. Mom and Dad smoked and threatened us. One year we threw a pillow out the window to see what would happen. Every family should take at least one 8 hour or more road trip, it builds character.
We would arrive and my Mom would be happy, she was with her sister and they had a lot to catch up on, so we got to stay up late, eat cookie dough out of the bowl, and go garbage picking...no one noticed the box of Avon lipstick samples we found and wore all week. Then we would load up "Blue" the VW bus my aunt owned, and go to the beach or the forest preserve. No one wore seat belts, we sat on the floor of the bus, the ridges of the mat left marks on our legs as we held on for turns. It was Summer; barefoot, sand in your suit, tan legs, watermelon seeds, sticking to the seat, the smell of Coppertone, mosquito bites, Kick the Can, itchy sleeping bags, tadpoles, wet towels, and fabulous used lipstick. By the end of our stay we wanted to go home and I'm sure they wanted us to leave. The ride home was quieter, our heads filled with new experiences and a little sad we had to leave. The only one unchanged was the cat, who still panted all the way home.
What Summer memories do you have?