Sunday Social: Childhood

Good morning, friends.  Hopefully everyone had a good weekend.  I definitely did and now we are in the final week until we leave for DENVER! I can't believe these last few months have flown by and we're almost to Labor Day weekend.  I can't wait to experience Denver with the hubs.  But for now, its Sunday.  This Sunday Social is all about childhood, enjoy!



Me at 5 years old.

1. What do you miss most about being a kid?
I miss that age when you have no responsibility and no worries in the world.  Its such a freeing feeling.  I wish I would have enjoyed it more while I was younger.
2. Did you have a nickname growing up? What was it? Just Suzy (my real name is Suzanne), or the classic Suzy-Q.  My Mom and Dad often called me Suzy Bear which might explain why I call my fur babies Teddy Bear, Rosie Bear, and Yogi Bear.
3. What was your favorite thing to do at recess? I loved to play tag or some other sort of highly competitive running game.  Freeze tag was a big one when I was growing up along with TV tag where you had to name a TV show before getting tagged.
4. What did you want to be when you grew up? A Teacher.  I loved school and I wanted to be just like my teachers when I grew up.
5. Did you participate in any school activities? In high school I was in track all four years throwing the shot put and discus.  My best friend and I did it together and it just happened to be something we did Freshman year to pass the time.



My best friend, Ranya and me during track practice our Senior year.

6. What is the funniest thing you did as a kid that your parents still remind you about? Instead of funny, I can just think of all the times I got in trouble.  According to my parents, I was an ornery child when I was really young. Once when I was four years old, I was playing with the neighbor kid and she invited me to play with her other friends a couple of streets away.  So thinking it sounded like fun, I went with her and didn't tell my Dad.  When my Dad couldn't find me, he got really worried and had the whole neighborhood looking for me.  After a little while I showed up like nothing happened and my Dad was obviously furious with me.  I learned my lesson after that day.  Although I was an ornery child, I turned out to be a good older child/teenager, so my parents always seem to remind me of these times when I wasn't so well behaved.