Alaskan cabin- reconstructed from Ben's memory and made by Legos.
Everyday should be remembered as if something happened. Hopefully it is not because of a disaster but something should be remembered for each day.
Shannon's blog on first memory: stranded in the backyard when two years old. She was crying when her father comes out with video camera, saying how cute she is.
My first memory is standing out in the front yard. It was a nice to hot day and my family was outside. Somehow I got a hold of the hose and was spraying my brother and sister. I was about two years old. I remember laughing hysterically. Looking through my mother's photo album, there is a picture of the incident. Ryan and Kim (my siblings) are bent over to make sure the water hits them and I have a big goofy grin on my face while I barely hold onto the hose.
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