Omg when i was nine it was christmas my brothers and sisters were done opening there presents so my mom and dad told me to go get the paper and throw it in the trash out side I was really am because I didn't get anything so I had this mad look on my face then when I opened the door to outside I throw the paper away the trunk doors were open and there was the bike I had wanted I was so happy I actually fainted lol :) Ohh good times
Spending summer holidays out of the big city and staying on my grandparent's farm feeding the chickens, horses, milking the goats, and cows, doing work in the fields and driving a tractor at 15 years old, and fishing etc. on weekends. It was a good memory :)
i was 9 i think and it was christmas, i was at my dads and me and my brother were opening presents with our step siblings and i got my first bb gun, my mom already told me about it though because i bugged her to death to tell me what my dad got me lol.
Christmas at my nanny's, back before I was worried about good or bad, when every thing was laid out in front of me in black and white. Al I could think of as I opened the presents was "I can't wait to see what I got!" My favorite memory is that one time you get in your life when you don't have a care in the world, and your only emotion is foolish joy.