Our family has some great memories on the ski slopes. One of my fondest memories is of the box car races. There was the school bus box car that got our family into the brochure at Jiminy Peak. There was the airplane box that didn't make it all the way down the hill, the peace sign box, and many others throughout the years! The kids have just as much fun building and painting these as they do riding down the hill in them!
I always love watching the antics of my oldest son and his friends. From creating ridiculous videos to manhunt games that lasted for hours, they always seemed to come up with creative ways to have fun. Once they built a contraption out of a box, a skateboard and a bunch of duct tape. I'm sure it was completely unsafe but they'd take turns sailing down the hill in it (with helmets on, of course), and it would keep them occupied for hours. As my husband says, boys will be boys.
I also have some wonderful photos from our trip to Wildwood, NJ a couple summers ago. The kids had a fabulous time on the boardwalk and my son won some game that got him entrance into one of those freestanding glass rooms where the money flies all over the place. He didn't really win anything but he sure had a great time in there trying to catch the money! Then there was the shark scare. The kids and my husband were all in the water when I spotted a fin. Someone had a whistle, and we waved everyone out of the water. My husband insisted it must have been a dolphin, but we found out afterwards they had shark sightings all week along the Jersey shore. Regardless, I wasn't taking any chances!Telling the stories make the photos come to life. What stories do your photos tell? How do you share those memories with your family?
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