There is a story behind my project, so you will have to read it to know how to enter for my blog candy. LOL!!
When I was growing up, every summer we (I have 4 younger brothers) went to my grandparents farm to stay. Anywhere from a week to 3 weeks. I grew up on a dairy farm and this was our vacation. My grandparents sold cattle in the summer in Omaha which was a 4+ hour drive one way. We would spend the night, they would take us to the mall and we rode up and down the escalators. I don't remember ever buying anything or shopping. We just thought stairs that moved were cool. Ü (if you know ANYthing about dairy farming, you know you can't go very far as the cows have to be milked at the same time every morning and night) Then the next morning we would eat breakfast and while grandpa watched the cows sell, we would ride up and down in the elevator with grandma. Ü
Okay, so you all want to know what that has to do with camping right? Well, nothing. heehee BUT...the camper reminded me of these wonderful memories. For some reason I thought of "are we there yet?" as excited children going on an adventure, be it camping or going to the stock yards to sell cattle.
There is more to the story...I made this "Box in a Bag" (this cool project is on Diana Gibbs blog; tutorial can be found here) 
because every time we went with grandpa and grandma to Omaha, grandma always packed a paper bag. In it were fun things to keep us occupied. Every time we went through a town, grandma gave us something out of the bag. It might be a piece of candy, a picture to draw, a little toy to play with, etc. I love these memories. They are so precious and mean more to me now as a mother all the work and thought that grandma went to, to make our trip more enjoyable-not only for us but for her and grandpa. As we grew older, there were notes in the bag for a game to play-like find words on signs in alphabetical order, play "I Spy", etc. So I thought this would be a fun bag to make for someone going camping to fill with little treats to keep the kids entertained while travelling.
Okay, I hope I didn't bore you too much as I took you down memory lane. If you would like to enter to win the Roughin' It stamp set, tell me a favorite memory of your grandparent(s). If you were not as fortunate as me to have grandparents living to remember, then share a favorite travelling/vacation memory. I will will draw a name Sunday afternoon.
I used Core'dinations cardstock and sanded it to "roughin" it up Ü (sorry, couldn't resist).
To do the "Are we there yet?" I typed it up with no borders on MSWord and printed it out. 
The scallop is made with SU!'s slit punch. Slide the punch in as far as you can and punch, then line up to the outside edge and punch again. Repeat until the whole length of cs is punched and you have a scallop border.
Image was colored with Gamsol and colored pencils.
Kathie Bailey is also giving away a stamp set, so check out her blog to see which one.
Here's a camping story from a non-camper. I'll try to make this short! Years ago a friend and his girlfriend invited my husband (John) and I to go camping. Now neither one of us are campers - like tenting. Camping to me is a nice little cabin in the woods or at the beach, with running water; electricity; a comfortable bed - all the comforts of home!!Well, we decided to go. We arrived - pitched our tent - It was pretty big for 4 people but no elec. and only a sleeping bag. Well, good thing we brought a lot of wine!! Anyway we hiked all day then at night cooked over the open fire with no way to control the flames!
ReplyDeleteWe sat around telling stories, drinking wine, because who really wants to go and crawl into a sleeping bag. Then all of a sudden out of the woods comes this creature. We heard it rustling and then it jumped on our table - apparently we had not cleaned up yet after eating! I screamed and since the car was closest I ran into the car with my husband behind me. Now, the other two who are campers apparently were laughing hysterically at us because it was just a raccoon coming for dinner. Well, we sat in the car for quite a while until that raccoon had enough and then slipped out the car and bolted to the inside of the tent. Needless to say, sleep did not come easy and that folks is my one and only camping experience!! I would love this set just to make a card to send to those wonderful friends and say "remember when".
I was fortunate to grow up with grandparents.
ReplyDeleteAs a child, I remember going to visit them on the "Farm", in Suring, WI. Noni, (that's what we called my grandmother), would get up early in the morning and cook a huge breakfast with some of he thickest bacon I've ever seen. We'd eat eggs and biscuits and just sit at the table talking and laughing for what seemed like hours.
Afterwards, me and my cousins would go outside and climb the apple trees and play hide-n-go-seek in the barn. Gramps would go feed the cows and work in the garden.
Thanks for helping me to remember those special times. We get so caught up in every day life that we sometimes forget to stop and reflect.
I love this set and appreciate the opportunity to win it!
Pam
P.S. I also remember FALLING out of one of those apple trees and my cousin, Michael looking down at me laughing while I was laying on the ground gasping for breath because the wind had been knocked out of me LOL Yep....those were the days!!
Thanks for your story and making me remember the times camping in Yellowstone with my family! I love taking my kids camping now and try to go every chance we get! My favorite memory and the only one I can remember so far back is feeding a horse for the first time in Yellowstone...I was so excited to give that horse an apple, and my dad told me what to do..keep your palm flat and open, and me being a tiny three year old listened soooo well, so when that horse came to take that apple, I closed my hand and got my first nip from a horse! LOL! It is one of the stories that have been brought up year after year at our family get togethers! Thanks for bring up that silly, memorable moment and for the chance to win!
ReplyDeleteCamping for me was never enjoyable as a kid, but when I became an adult and could do it for pleasure rather then having to, the joy was brought back.
ReplyDeleteI remember going with a friend from England to Banff, and waking up to our tent flattened and an elk walking around our site. They are huge, and my friend was really scared she got all tangled in our tent. It was very funny. Actually they are very timid creatures so there was no need to panic.
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I have so many great memories with my grandparents. I am blessed in the fact that all 4 of my grandparents are still alive. When I was young my maternal Grandma watched me while my Mom worked. I remember one time I was playing with the plastic pans and dishes and I put one of them in the oven. Apparently Grandma forgot or didn't realize it was there, b/c she preheated the oven for dinner and when she opened the oven to put dinner in there was yellow plastic melted all over the place. Oops! lol
ReplyDeleteMy favorite memories of my grandparents are of when I went camping and fishing with them.
ReplyDeleteOne time, when I was about ten years old, grandpa and I had our fishing poles set up with the little bells on the end to let you know when you had a fish. Mine started to ring so he stepped out onto what he thought was a patch of grass to check the line and the next thing you know...no more grandpa!! He disappeared under the water, hat and all! When he came up he still had his hat on and he had my fish too!
Grandma and I laughed so hard that day!
Grandpa is gone now, but he gave me a love of camping and fishing that my husband and I are passing on to our kids and grandma and I make sure to tell the kids about the day grandpa tried to walk on water!!
Thanks for bringing to mind precious memories.
Blessings,
Cyndi
My grandparents lived on a farm when I was young. It was so much fun to go there and see all the farm stuff. they had cows when I was real young. they always wanted me to open my mouth and they would squirt milk into it but I would not do it. Of course they milked by hand then. Linda Gerig
ReplyDeleteI do love, love, love real camping...but when I was a little girl I'd create my very own little camp by putting a blanket over the piano keys and under the cover and then move the piano bench out and put the blanket in that. It was my perfect little camp under there...and I'd play in it for hours and hours.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was young, I was fortunate to know my grandparents and three great grandparents. One of my many wonderful memories was when I was about four years old, Great Grandpa Gustaf and I took a walk through the corn fields to the small shed area holding the four cows. Although GrGrandpa spoke seven languages, he usually spoke Hungarian to us kids. He explained about crop rotation and taking care of the land. He would talk about the importance of caring for the animals (his father was a vet in Hungary).
ReplyDeleteThe funny thing is I never spoke Hungarian but could understand what he was saying. And GrGrandpa had the prettiest light blue eyes and a bristly white mustache that tickled when he kissed me good bye.
I love my grandparents and one of my fondest memories is of them taking me and my sisters to Disney World, even though they would not get on any rides that was to fast. Just that tey wanted to please us and spend time with us was great. they also took us to the beach every saturday and then stopped at a local bakery to buy us glasees filled with meringue, oh so delicious. thanks for making me go down memory lane.
ReplyDeleteI love so much my grandparents, I lived with them during my school vacations, they always took me to the beach each Sunday then we went to the bakery and then we went home for a lunch usualy pasta.
ReplyDeleteMy gandma past away 12 years ago and I still miss her so much.
Thanks for this blog candy.
My grandparents always caused quite a stir. Us kids would be calmly laying on the floor watching TV and all of a sudden they would start flinging change they had collected since our previous visit all over the floor where we were laying. Kids would go scrambling for the change until all the booty would be collected. At my grandfather's 71st birthday he filled his pockets with change, stood on his head and had to stay up while all us grandchildren had scooped up all the change.
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Wow, I think my favorite memory with my Grandparents was when all us kids were young. We used to spend alot of weekends at my Nanny and Grandpa's. My parents were divorced, and this gave them time to do things themselves. Nan and Gramps always took us shopping and always bought me a TEEN magazine! That was exciting to me, and they would never let me read it til we got back to their place. Gramps was the neighborhoods Grandpa. All the kids seemed to flock to him. Anyway, one night in the summer, we were outside looking at the trees in the backyard, and Gramps said one day there are going to be alot of apples on that tree. Us kids didn't even think it was an apple tree, but we were kids, so who knows. Anyway, we went to bed that night, and got up in the morning, had our breakfast, and Nan said, hey, Gramps is calling you all outside. We ran outside to see what that was about, and OMGOSH, there were lots of apples on that tree!!! OVERNIGHT! We were shocked, and Nan & Gramps just stood their watching the looks on our faces. He wouldn't let us too close at first, but then of course we wanted to pick some, and found that he had used twist ties to attach the apples to the tree after we had gone to bed! We laughed and laughed, they were both so truly special. I really miss them both, but I am very blessed to have all the years I did have with them!
ReplyDeleteThanks for brining back this memory today...I am smiling as I type, remembering this special moment!
Kim
I was fortunate to grow up with all four Grandparents and a Great-grandmother. I was closest to my mom's mom though. It is from her that I got my love of making things and my love for reading. About once a month she would give me and my sister a bag of "junk". Oh the wonderfulness of that bag, there would be various types of papers, stickers, scraps of material, and many other wonderful things. There would be enough to keep us busy until the next bag arrived. She also kept enough stuff around the house that we never got bored, teaching us to always be able to entertain ourselves. ~~Gina~~
ReplyDeleteI loved it when my grandparents came to visit us over the summer. My grandfather loves gardening, so he planted fruits and veggies in our backyard. Then we'd go peach picking, apple picking, strawberry picking, etc. Those were fun times. And we even went to Sea World! I love Sea World. Very awesome memories! And my grandmother, she would teach my sisters and I how to do those friendship bracelets and she'd bead and knit for us some very lovely accessories :) I love them!! Thanks for asking us to share!
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Favorite memory with my grandparents, would be the one with grandfather H.
ReplyDeleteI'm the first grandchild on that side, so I did get a way with alot.
well, when I was about 4, they had to do some roof work on their house. My grandfather, dad, and uncles were doing the work. and they had the water hose, and the ladder out.
well, when lunch time came, we all ate. no one seem to mind when I got done and went outside to play.
that way, until they came outside. I had climb up the ladder and had the waterhose, waiting to spray them as they came out.
and I did. and everyone wanted to spank me, but my grandfather wouldn't let them. He said I was just having some good clean fun.
:)
My favorite memory of my grandpa (or Papa as we use to call him) was on the walks he would make all us grandchildren take to receive goodies. My goodness we young uns would walk and walk and be so tired that we would literally sit down on the sidewalk, whine and complain the entire way, our mouths were parched, our feet aching, where as my 80 something year old grandfather would just keep trekking like it was nothing. Then in the end he would give us a candy bar, some gum, and a great big smile. The things we did for candy.
ReplyDeleteCute bag!!! Well I got to live with my mom's parents for a year my 2nd grade year. My Mom and sister also lived there for the year too. My dad was in the Air Force so for that year he was stationed in Iceland!!! So if the family came with he would have to be there a min. of 3 years and my mom hates snow even though she and my dad are both from Pennsylvania. So going by himself he only had to stay a year. So we moved from the air base in New Mexico to go live with my grandparents. It was really great because I didn't get to see them much before or after that year. So that year was a special one. I wasn't into Barbie but for Christmas that year my Grandparents got me a Barbie Townhouse!!! I was into Star Wars. So the townhouse was a house for my Star WArs figures. I also got a sled. Which I still have to this day. I have thought about having someone paint on it and I could use it as a decoration for Christmas. That year we lived there actually had more snow then my mom had ever seen growing up there. After my dad was done with his tour we got orders to move to Myrtle Beach, S.C. It was sad to leave my Grandparents house but it was a fun year!!! My Grandparents missed us alot. They made a surprise drive down to visit us on Thanksgiving DAy! We had just sat down to dinner when the door bell rang and mom went to answer the door! It was VERY surprising to us all that they came that day!!! I think they stayed for like a week!! Fun, Fun!!!! Thanks!
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I often spent the weekend with my grandmother a very favorite thing of mine to do. On Saturdays we would go shopping down on the town square. We would go to Duke & Ayres a five and dime store, usually so that I could pick a toy out. We then would go to Woolsworth and look for a project that we would do together. We also went to the grocery store where I got to pick out what cereal that I wanted for breakfast.
ReplyDeleteSaturday afternoons were for working on our project and napping. I loved the projects she would come up with. I remember one time we made little address books for her Sunday School class. I presented them to all the ladies in her class. I had such a sense of accomplishment and pride. Of course the ladies just oohhed and awed over them. Saturday night we watched Carol Burnett and ate apples and oranges. Sunday morning she always made me toast and tea for breakfast along with my ceral I had chosen then we were off to church. I never wanted to leave my grandmothers and go home. She was wonderful. She always made me feel special. It is through her that I came to love crafting. I still miss her!
My favorite memory of my grandparents was Sunday dinner. Every Sunday we went to my grandparents house for spaghetti dinner. Grandma would cook all day to have all of our favorite foods along with the traditional home made spaghetti sauce, sausage, meatballs and garlic bread. When we walked into the house we could smell the onions and garlic cooking with the fresh tomatoes. It is a childhood memory that is renewed everytime I make spaghetti sauce.
ReplyDeleteI was very fortunate to have known both sets of grandparents and two sets of great grandparents. Not only did I know both sets of grandparents I had wonderful relationships with both. One of my favorite memories of my grandparents didn't involve camping, but this stamp set did reminded me of my grandfather. They lived in the country and there was a beach within walking distance of their house. Every summer we would go down to visit them and a trip to the beach was definitely a summer tradition. We would sit on the rocks at the beach and my grandfather would BBQ hot dogs over a firepit. He'd sit there and hold the hot dog out his mouth like it was a cigar. He'd always sit there and say, the things I do for you girl so you'll have summer memories! I'm sure he loved every minute of the weiny roasts as I did! ~ M&M's
ReplyDeleteI can still hear my Grandpa playing his harmonica. He always played "You are my Sunshine" for me. He would take me fishing quite a lot and then we both had to clean all those perch. I got to scale all of them and he did the rest of the cleaning. He then fried them and it was always such a treat. Of course this was when the fish were able to be eaten right from the lake.
ReplyDeleteWe traveled to Papillion for a week each summer with my maternal grandparents (about an hour drive from a very, very, very small town) in southeast Nebraska. I have 3 brothers -- we got to spend the week doing all kinds of fun things with them -- there would always be one night when ALL of the grandkids got to come together (22 of us) at Peony Park that used to be in Omaha -- it was a blast. We had lots of little trips here and there, to the bank, delivering Avon, to a Ben Franklin, but I think the breakfasts were the best -- especially the one where one of my brothers put a rubber snake in the bread sack the night before -- we were all woke up by a 5:30 am howl let out by Grandma when she was cooking Grandpa's breakfast before work -- he never did get that snake (that he bought at Ben Franklin) back! :-)
ReplyDeleteI went on a road trip in the RV with my grandparents when I was about 7. We had the worst run of luck, which included a flat tire on the side of the road at midnight in an unfamiliar city, killer mosquitoes, and no running water :D
ReplyDeleteI was very lucky to have all 4 grandparents till I was in my 30s. Lots of great memories from all of them. One of my grandmothers love to all kinds of crafts---if she was alive today, she would absolutely love all of the stamping and scrapping she would be able to do. I loved to go thru all of her McCalls needlework and crafts magazines---also her Workbasket magazines.
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My grandparents on my mom's side are both gone now but the memories will forever last! I loved visiting them because even though they didn't have much $, whenever we went there we always had an abundance of crayons and coloring books as well as puzzles to play with! She also would keep brownies, cheeseballs, and ginger ale for us. Now everytime I have any of those, I think of grandma!
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My memories are of my grandmother visiting when my parents went away. She was under 5' tall and could not reach anything in the cabinets, we would get her what she needed. By the time my parents got home all the food would be moved and it would take my mother weeks to get it back the way she wanted it. My grandmother was not the greatest cook so I can't remember what she was trying to get from the cabinets!
ReplyDeleteYour idea and your Are We There Yet? bag and so fun!! I was very lucky to have both sets of Grandparents growing up. One lived in Nebraska (we lived in California) and the other lived in Cali then moved to Washington State to live on an island! Every year we would either go to NE or WA and always had fun! The gparents in NE lived on a farm and the things we used to do! I cringed that someone didn't get hurt but we now have wild stories to tell eachother now that we are older! With the other gparents in WA we would go down on the beach and collected lots of sand dollars, walk around the golf course they lived on and pick wild bosenberries off of the bushes growing along the roadside (YUM!) I have good memories of both sets of grandparents. I should someday write down the memories and keep them for my grandkids to read someday. :-)Gail S.
ReplyDeleteP.S. When I was growing up, we camped a lot in the mountains in CA! So this set would be great!
What a darling bag! I just love the camper image. It brings back many wonderful childhood memories. During the summer we would always take a trip to Idaho. My most favorite memory is taking my Grandpa's raft down the Snake River. My Dad, Uncles and cousins would all get in the huge raft and float down the rapids. We would get completely drenched because of course the kids had to sit in the front. Going down the rapid would make my stomach feel like you were on a roller coaster. This will always be a treasured memory of mine.
ReplyDeleteMy fav memory of my grandparents would be always going to visit them. We lived in UT and they lived in ID and the anticipation would build the closer we got and just being at their house and feeling their love is something I will always remember!
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So many fond memories! We spent many a weekend over at my grandparents. But, there was a time I remember the most when they brought me to a ice cream and said I could get any flavor and size I wanted! Oh was I delighted about that treat! I got the biggest size! And, it wasn't until getting half way through I realized sometimes you shouldn't get EVERYTHING you what :0) I had a drippy mess! and wasn't feeling too good on the ride back home either ;0) But, whatever the time spend with doing them was, we always had fun!
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Wow, I love all these stories! I remember camping in the early spring on my way up to Alaska -- it was 2 weeks of heaven, but rough getting started and used to the routine of setting up camp and taking it down... remembering all the tricks of how to keep things dry in a tent during a rainstorm...
ReplyDeleteNow I am doing the "late in life" mothering thing, and I am looking forward to trying to do some camping with my little ones. Your stories give me hope and laughter... I hope to build some of that for my own kids, too.
great bag!
Julie
Every Christmas my Grandmother had a tradition of adding her baby Jesus to the nativity on Christmas Eve in a special ceremony that included each grandchild. It was special and always reminds me of her.
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My grandmother lived with us for many years before she passed away.
ReplyDeleteOf course, as kids, we knew if Mom said "no", Grandmom would say "Yes". I have many fond memories of shopping trips at Christmas, and a trip to the shore where she insisted on riding in my VW without air conditioning rather than with my Mom and Dad with air. She was like a best friend and I loved her!
I live in Missouri and every year my grandparents would take me to Orlando, Florida. It was always a big deal because my Papa always had the newest car in town and always had those Lincoln's with all the bell's and whistles. One year we went down and I was setting in the front seat with Papa and he said "look the car is driving by itself." I of course said no it isnt' and he said "Look" while pointing at his feet not of the gas pedal. I was amazed and he didn't clue me in until we got to Orlando about the cruise control feature.
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Tammy
When I was young I used to spend my summer vacations at my great garandparents house. They lived way out in the country and they didn't have television so I spent a lot of time with nature. Grandma was a great cook and I loved eating meals at her house. My favorite meal was Grandma's fried chicken and gravy. I also remember that they always had fresh cows milk and real butter mmmmm it was so good too!
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We lived above my grandmother for several years before she died. We never went on vacation with her but I remember so much about her. She was always smiling. I remember when my son was 2 or 3 years old, she sat down on the floor to play with him and his little cars. I really miss her!
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My mother died when I was very young and I remember not getting many hugs from my father. At the age of 12 my grandmother came to live with us. The best memory of my grandmother are those tight warm hugs she would give me.
ReplyDeleteI was lucky enough as a child to have both sets of grandparents and 2 great grandmothers. I have lots of memories, but the most important is that I had them. Today, I'm 42 and I still have a set of grandparents who are healthy and in their 90's. Going to visit one greatgrandmother, there was always juice, cookies and lots of hugs. Visiting the other was wonderful too as I was supposed to "keep grandma company." My maternal grandmother lived with us until she died when I was 12. She was a brittle diabetic, but taught us discipline. Lots of memories of standing in the corner as punishment. Most importantly, the lesson with all of these grandparents was love, lots of love. I consider myself one of the luckiest women in the world to have had the gift of grandparents for so many years in my life.
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Wow! Lot's of great stories. I grew up with 3 grandparents. However, they lived about 8 hours away. I can remember each year we would make the trip from Indiana out to Pennsylvania for my dad to hunt with my grandad and uncles for an entire week. We would stay at the house and grandma always baked something good. And just down the street and around the corner was a little store that sold penny candy. My siblings and I loved that store. Grandma would have us do little things to earn a quarter and we'd go buy a little brown bag of candy. 25 cents goes along way on penny candy. I loved and still do (LOL) swedish red fish-YUM! I would get those and the little candy bracelets-remember those?
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Cathy
I remember my grandmother taking me to school in the morning and occasionally stopping at McDonald's for a hash brown for breakfast. Sounds simple and I have a lot of great memories from my grandparents, but to this day I think of those times anytime I go near McDonald's at breakfast.
ReplyDeleteAwww, your story made me all emotional. The fondest memory I have with my Grandma was one summer when I was visiting, she let me go through a HUGE box of old stuff. And she let me keep all the stuff I asked for ie my Grandpa's last driver's license, pictures of them when they were young, etc...
ReplyDeleteI remember going to my grandparents' house and eating Butter Brickle ice cream with them. It was a special treat and lots of fun!
ReplyDeleteWe only went camping once when I was a child. It poured rain and was horrible. We never went again and it's not in my future dreams!
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I really like your "box in a bag" project-what a great idea now that I'm a grandma. My maternal grandparents always had lifesavers for us. We used to spend our vacation with my paternal grandmother and after picking blackberries with my dad I would sit on a stool and watch grandma make a pie. Mmmm!
ReplyDeleteI remember camping with my family in our old canvas army tent with no floor! Then we would go fishing! Great memories of putting up the tent, singing around the campfire, roasting marshmellows,etc. I would love to win this set.
ReplyDeleteMy grandma loved to watch Lawrence Welk on Saturday nights. Once the show was over she would go to the paino & play all the songs by ear! She played beautifully. Grandpa was into Championship Wrestling! He thought it was real!! LOL Thanks for asking us share these special memories.
ReplyDeleteMy grandparents were wonderful people, though we only were able to see them a few times a year. Before our visits, my grandmother would always buy a small little gift for us. I have 3 younger sisters and when the youngest took her nap, the rest of us were able to play! The gifts weren't expensive (clay, paper dolls, figurines), but we thought they were priceless! In case you're wondering, my youngest sister always got a toy too - one that wouldn't hurt her.
ReplyDeleteI love your story, what wonderful memories. I too remember spending a couple of weeks in the summer with my grandparent, and I treasure those wonderful memories. We are heading out on a camping trip tomorrow, and taking our granddaughter along....she is SO Excited...I hope that she can remember these times with special thought of her grandparents.
ReplyDeleteSuch great memories with your grandparents. I will always cherish going salt water fishing with my grandparents every year during late October. We would pack lunch/dinner, hot chocolate/coffee and begin fishing in the late evening to the wee hours in the morning until the fish stop biting or we would get to tired or sleepy.
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Grandparents are the best! When I was young my grandparents used to bring me on there adventures. I remember my grandpa would be driving the motorhome and my grandma and I would make sandwiches while he drove. We would play card games and I spy. oh and I can't forget about grannies home made cookies that she would bring along with us -Yummy
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My grandparents are gone now, but I do remember the meals we used to have together. You know how grandma's like to cook! My Baba (Ukrainian for grandma) made the best dishes ever! She used to make me special cookies and I would never share them with my brothers. I will always remember that. We would go to visit and she would bring me out my own special tin of jam-jam cookies. I sure do miss them.
ReplyDeleteSo my favorite memory of my grandparents is that every time my siblings and I would go over to their house, which they lived right behind my childhood house so we were always there, my grandpa would pull a quarter out of his pocket and give one to each of us. It didn't matter how many times we would pop in and out - he would always have a shined up quarter for us. Thanks for bringing back some good memories! - Mandy
ReplyDeleteMy favorite memory of my grandparents is when my sister and I were spending the night with them (which we did every once in awhile), but this time was like no other time, because after we had fallen asleep, in the middle of the night, they woke us up and took us to some diner or eatery of that sort in our pajamas to get an ice cream! I remember my grandpa getting a chili dog as well. Talk about heartburn! Well, that's my memory!
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ReplyDeleteMy favorite memory is just spending the summers at my grandma's house. We'd sit out under the shade tree on a crisp and cool sheet and play games or she'd invite her lady friends over and we'd play cards and they'd fuss over me. :D But I'd still love to know how she ALWAYS had the BEST sheets. They were so soft and cool to the touch in the summertime. I'd give my left pinky finger for some of her sheets. :D
My fav camping trip was when I was 12 years old. we drove across Canada (half way) to Winnipeg. My frugal dad brought along sandwich meat and bread and thought that would keep us till the end of the trip! lol. One place we stayed at had free camping! sounded good to my dad! well the mosquito's were as big as elephants and a train came through the camp site every few hours! lol. not a lot of fun back when it was happening but fun to think about now! lol
ReplyDeleteWhat a nice story about your grandparents! Here's mine: My brother and I lived with my grandparents for 5 years starting at the age of 6 - 11. During those formative years, they were my world. My grandmother was never the affectionate type but she showed her love in many ways. Both my brother and I remember her always having a treat in her apron pocket and whenever we would start whining about being bored (mostly in church!), she would reach into her pocket and give us something. My grandfather was thought ful that way too. After coming home from school one day and telling him that we were still hungry because we didn't have enough money to buy food, he got an empty glass jar and filled it coins and told us that we can take what we needed each day for school to buy adequate snacks. We were overjoyed for being given that kind of trust that for the first couple of weeks, we just looked at the jar with awe. They are both gone now (lost my Grandpa last year). I still miss them but have these precious memories to remember them by.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Debbie, for allowing us to share these memories.
Love your project.
ReplyDeleteI memory I have is when my older sister and I would go over to our grandparents house and we would get to stay up late watching TV. Oh did I mention watching TV on our bear rugs. They were awesome. Thanks for a chance.
Hello from a fellow dairy farmer :) I also grew up on a farm and have many fond memories of spending my summers at my grandparents, playing with my 14 cousins. We played hide and seek, football, tag, croquet, horse shoes, kick ball. On rainy days we'd play bingo on the porch. Grandpa always had as she called them a stash of 'chocolate bars' ready for prizes.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the trip down memory lane and for the chance to win this awesome set.
Teresa
When we went to visit my grandparents my grandmother always gave the four of us kids a quarter. That was special because it was more than our weekly allowance. And my grandfather would give us a Nestle crunch bar. We were in heaven!
ReplyDeleteI do not have a camping story but i do have good memories of staying with my Grandmother overnight. She just lived across town but the best part came in the morning. She would ask us what we wanted for breakfast and we though the best treat would be her pan fried french toast with brown sugar melted on top. PS. We never got this at home so we would look forward to it when my sister and i found out we we were staying overnight.I have never forgoten this memory to this day and i am 66 yrs old. ladydianavh@sbcglobal.net
ReplyDeleteWe used to go camping every summer and I remember waking up one morning in the tent all by myself - every one else in my family had been awakend by the heavy rain and had retreated to the car. I looked out of the tent and found myself on what seemed to be an island with all this water rushing around me. The rain was coming down so hard I couldn't see the car and I thought I'd been abandoned and started to just sob. Finally my dad heard me over the roar of the rain and came to rescue me with his big golf umbrella!
ReplyDeleteI think we camped because it was so much more affordable - but I would recommend it to any family as the experiences of "roughing it" are so much lasting than staying at a hotel.
Thanks for making me recall this memory!
Mary
Wow, everyone has such great memories! I did not grow up camping or with grandparents, but, the memories that do stand out with my family are often going to College Pond in Plymouth, MA. It seemed like it took forever to get there, but in actuality it was only about 45 minutes! For some reason, there was alway tuna fish sandwiches involved, as well as my Mom's fabulous potato salad!
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*With our parents..we traveled to
the White Mountains in N.H. every
summer to visit with our mom's
family. Our mom always prepared
fun games and goodies for the long
travel...brings back happy memories :)
Thanks for a chance to WIN!!
Dee
Oh, I have such wonderful memories with my Grandparents. I loved just hanging out with them and listening to their stories of growing up! When I finally had a daughter (I have 3 sons) I had the chance to name her after my Nunnie, Emma! (my Italian grandma)
ReplyDeleteYour project is too cute, I haven't made one of these yet, but now I'm inspired!
Blessings!
My grandmother used to take two trains and a bus to visit us. WHen she arrived, she always had a foil-lined shoebox filled with homemade cookies.
ReplyDeleteMy grandparents were wonderful. I have lots of good memories. I spent the night with them every friday. and we had tons of fun. But the trips to the icecream store was one of my favorites. they bought me whatever i wanted! (I was spoiled by them)
ReplyDeleteOne of my funny memories about my grandmother is that she always wore her Sunday church hat at the dinner table. Once when I was probabaly about 6 I decided that I would copy her. For some reason I got into BIG trouble for leaving my hat on at the table!
ReplyDeleteI was one of seven kids so usually got lost in the mix. But one weekend my grandparents had just me sleep over and they took me to dinner, bought me a new dress. My grandpa was a truck driver and he took me to where he stored his truck and i got to sit in the drivers seat and pull the horn. Then grandma took my picture with Grandpa outside the truck. Simple but a loving memory of a time they made me feel so special.
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JIB
I remember riding in the car with my grandparents and my Grandpa had a habit of taking his eyes off the road in front of him. This time he did that and my Grandma hit him on the arm and told him "Daddy, watch where you're going". I know it is nothing special to you, but it is one of those memories that just stick in your mind.....
ReplyDelete1st tfs the info about the slit punch! Coming from a family of 6 children, my "Red Granny" would have one of us spend the night at a time. On our day we got to be King or Queen for a day. She would let us pick where to eat, what activity ect. Now that I am an adult, I treat my Granny to her very own Queen for a day. The best part is, my two daughters were in town recently and they are carrying on the family tradition and treated their Great Granny to "Queen for a Day".
ReplyDeleteAt 36 years old, I am very fortunate to still have 2 of my 3 grandparents with me! Now I get to make memories of them with my daughter. I pray for their health and longevity so that my daughter may know them as I do! I grew up next door to them and my memories are too many to count! My other grandparent has passed. When I was a girl, I used to spend the night with her and she would take me "downtown" on the city bus. We would go shopping and have lunch at the lunch counter in the back of the store. I can't even remember what store! It was such an adventure to ride the bus. You see, my grandmother didn't drive! Thanks for the opportunity to win the stamps, but thanks more for the opportunity to reflect on my grandparents!
ReplyDeleteoh, I love your story, and how special your grandmother made you feel. I have never had a grandfather, but I was blessed with 2 amazing grandmothers. When I think of memories of them, it makes me smile. I often think of the summers that I would spend with my nana D. She lived about 45 minutes away, and every summer I would spend 1-2 weeks with her. Every morning she would feed the birds and squirrels (and yes, they would come right to the door and she would hand feed the squirrels). We would then putt around town and go to all the different stores in herr area. She drove a old VW bug that made the typical VW bug noise. I thought that was soooo cool. Not only was it a great car, but it was orange (hehehhe). She would always take me to get my hair cut (which drove my mother crazy). One summer she even had my ears pierced without asking my mother (ooopppps). I still have my ears pierced. Anyways, I often think about the summers my my nana. Thanks for letting me relive my memories. Kristen
ReplyDeleteThis looks like a really fun stamp set. As farm kids, we never really went camping, but my cousins and my brother and I would make hay forts in the barn and "live" there during the day with as many cats as we could get gathered in with us. Mom would make sandwiches for us to eat. Somehow we always were ready to come in for supper, a shower and a nice bed!!
ReplyDeleteFun to read everyone's memories.
I had one living grandma until my late 20's. She was the sweetest, most kind person I've ever known. I'll always remember her for her homemade quilts and all the fun that went with playing under them while in the frames and her maple sugar. I'm proud to say I picked up her talent for making this treat better than anyone else!
ReplyDeleteBetty-Ann
wilhelmbar@sympatico.ca
Yes, I was fortunate enough to have known all four of my grandparents and two of my great-grandparents! In fact, my one grandmother is still alive--she turned 94 last month.
ReplyDeleteA favorite memory I have is from when I was about eight years old and we were visiting my grandparents in Canada. One morning my grandmother and I got up very early, we went out and picked blueberries, and made a pie before everyone else got up.
Great stamp set you are offering. Thanks for the chance to win it.
So many of my happiest childhood memories are of my grandmother. She was quite the rabble rouser. I remember going with her and a friend on my Christmas break in high school to picket with Caeser Chavez and all the farm workers in Fresno. My granny's friend was driving a big cadillac. We were snowed in on the Ridge Route overnight. We were the first turned back by the high way patrol so we were parked next to a truck stop diner. They kept the diner open all night and served hot coffee and cocoa all night. Much to my grandmother's dismay, I befriended a bunch of truck drivers. In the morning there were cars and trucks parked as far as you could see. We actually had the best spot in the parking lot! All those truck drivers I befriended helped us get out of the tangled web of trucks and cars!! I did a lot of picketing with my granny. She was still picketing Washington DC in her 80's. We had some wild times.
ReplyDeleteThanks for reminding me of my granny, great blog candy too!
Hi there! Love your box in a bag!!! I have SO many grandparent stories...my most fond memory, however, is waiting from Grandpa to come home! He worked as a conductor for the Boston & Maine Railroad usually got home around 7 pm. I would watch out the window for his truck to come down the street and then go to the basement door and wait for him to come upstairs. He would put out his hand and I'd put mine in his and he'd say "that's the nicest hand I've held all day". Then he'd pick me up and sit me on the counter and dig into his metal case for some lifesavers...then off to his big chair for a book...he always made the stories come to life! Oh how I loved that man!!!
ReplyDeleteAdorable box Debbie! And sweet grandparent memories! We always used to travel with my maternal grandmother. She would squish in the backseat with my brother and I. One year it was in a Honda Accord all of the way to Maine! ;)
ReplyDeleteThat trip she kept threatening to buy a canoe to put on the roof to store her souveniers in! Thanks for the reminder of fun times!! ;)