Memories

When I was a kid, I can remember that my parents would always want to take us out to our great grandmother’s house. We always complained about having to go, but every time that we went, we always ended up having a really fun time. I can remember that she had these rain barrels that sat around the house and the barn. My brothers and I would fill up our squirt guns in the barrels, and then run around the yard all afternoon. I never realized why she had them, but I was very glad that she did. I will probably pick some up for myself.