Jan 2014
When my sister next to me were babies, we had our very own crib. We were still in diapers; we wore our very own bibs.
I remember my Mother waxing our bed room floor. It was so shinny, until my Mother couldn't wax anymore.
After my Mother left the room, we prepared for the "Big Race". Because the floor was so slick and shinny, not a chance for a slower pace.
We had the finest cribs, they came with rolling wheels. We would shake them across the room, only to get a big thrill!
All we needed was a " News Flash" with the word "Olympics" with all of the lovely rings. Right behind that; two babies in their rolling cribs, smiling and waiving behind the scene.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing
I remember my Mother waxing our bed room floor. It was so shinny, until my Mother couldn't wax anymore.
After my Mother left the room, we prepared for the "Big Race". Because the floor was so slick and shinny, not a chance for a slower pace.
We had the finest cribs, they came with rolling wheels. We would shake them across the room, only to get a big thrill!
All we needed was a " News Flash" with the word "Olympics" with all of the lovely rings. Right behind that; two babies in their rolling cribs, smiling and waiving behind the scene.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing
