Hey I did the dandelion thing! they'd look so neat when they curled up. Used to put then under people's chins too, to see if they "liked butter"??

I also did the making little villages for the small cars - we called them "dinky cars" - had to have lots of roads, and rocks...

I collected stamps for awhile.

Went through a phase of getting my dad to cut stuff out of wood so I could paint on it - still have the cat shelf he and I made - he cut it out and assembled and I painted it - it stands about 3' high, a black and white cat with its back arched and tail up - the "shelf" is on top of the tail.

Also read lots - always reading.

One winter I had a pair of snowshoes, and I'd snowshoe around the yard pretending I was a "trapper".......

I'm an only child, can you tell

Okay, I'm reading thru these and I gotta know...what the heck is "noddled?" Never heard of it. And did you suck the heads of the crawfish? ewwww....I love crawfish too. If you'll give me your red car, I'll bring you some fresh crawfish. Honest.

JJ

Noodling is catching catfish with your hands. Real noodlers do it for catfish as big as a man under water in caves in the banks of rivers. We just did it in the ditches when the ponds overflowed. Problem is, sometimes snakes would be in the water. One scared me to death once. Pretty much ended my noodling career. Whew!!

Didn't we discuss noodling once before? There's even a movie about noodling.
Maybe not. Sometimes I hallucinate.

And JJ, I cut the crawdad's heads off. No sucking the brains out for me. Yuk.
And you can keep your crawdads and I'll keep my car. I've had enough crawdads to last me a lifetime.
smile

I don't remember reading about it but there was a program on the travel channel about those men the noodle those huge catfish, and I mean huge. I love to skin and deep fry catfish in beer batter but not one big enough to turn around and bite my butt first. These things were humongous....

This post is like a walk down memory lane.

summer, I remember the gum wrappers chains. My aunt taught me to crochet. She also taught us how to make paper flowers out of tissue paper. I loved those things!

Meredit, there wasnoting like a fresh box of colored pencils or crayons with fresh points! Your post about diorama brought back bad memories of school projects. I wasn't the creative type so I couldn't stand doing those things!

JJ, I played around tree trunks too. There always seemed to be bridges from town to town. I put little sticks from root to root and voila...all the little towns were connected.

We also did shows in the driveway. My older sister was the one in charge. She ran the shows. I believe one time we even charged a fee. I think I tap danced in that one.

JJ, I was also a Barbie head switcher. I didn't play with dolls too much, but when I did I goofed off. I was too busy running the neighborhood.

Smile, I also played in the stream. My favorite game ws trying to walk the stream without getting wet.

Thanks for all the great memories!

Hi,
I remember the gum chans and making necklaces for whoever wanted them.
I drew a lot and was encouraged at school never at home.
Mom did a lot of crafts I watched a lot and that's where I think the beginning of mine was.
Collected stamps still have them and add every once in a while.
Maggie

I did the pot holder and don't have any now around. I read and read a lot of books also. I started on day at our library and keep going around the room to read all kinds of books .. Love to draw, but pictures got thrown out for some reason when I put them out for Dad and Mom to look at. Paint buy numbers love that and still do... Not, what else did I do??? I will think about this later, This is fun!

My brother and I used to build the little towns, but we were a little more dangerous. When my parents would leave on Fri nights we would take shoe boxes and build little towns in the fireplace. After drawing little windows and doors on them we would take little plastic army men and place them all around. Then we would light the town on fire!! How we never burned down the house I'll never know. We watched the boxes burn, and the army men melt, and sometimes would take squirt bottles and play firemen.

Now being an adult and knowing that those things don't just disappear, I wonder why we didn't get in trouble for doing that, or maybe I forgot that part. But I know if I went to clean out the ashes and found melted plastic and half burnt army men, there were be an interrogation!!

My next question to myself is, how old were we when they would leave us alone in the house??

I love catfish, had some for lunch today, as a matter of fact!

As for hobbies as a kid, I did the potholder thing because I couldn't knit or crochet. I'm lefthanded and no one could teach me without me turning it upside down. Didn't work for me.

I also read.. still do... a ton. I particularly liked the Boxcar Children, Chronicles of Narnia, Toby joins the Circus, and of course all the Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys mysteries. I liked the Laura Ingalls books too.

I had a coin collection started by a family friend that joined the Army and had to go to Vietnam. I still have it. Every month he'd send me money he got from the different countries he was in.

He was my only penpal in Vietnam. I also had a penpal in New Mexico. I guess that was a hobby too.