Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Mother's Day Giveaway Celebration - Day 3

It's Day 3 of the  Mother's Day Giveaway Celebration.  In you are just finding this fun event you can read the  details here.

So lets get to Day 3!!!   And today, we have 2 giveaways!!! What fun :)

The first giveaway is sponsored by Cotton Bliss.  Thank you so much to Stefanie for her wonderful sponsorship of today's first giveaway!!!  Here are some of the great things that you loved from Stefanie's shop. 

Solstice Layer Cake


Aurifil Thread Cones


But in the end, the favorite item that won out and the Mother's Day Wish List giveaway for today is . . . 



The second giveaway is sponsored by The Scarlet Thread Quilt Co.  Thank you so much to Julie for her wonderful sponsorship of today's second giveaway!!!  Here are some of the great things that you loved from Julie's shop.  

Round and Round Quilt Kit


Posy Fat Quarter Bundle


But in the end, the favorite item that won out and the Mother's Day Wish List giveaway for today is . . . 



Both of these are great prizes that would be so fun to add to your stash.  I wish I could enter, tee hee hee :)  So what do you have to do for a chance to win either prize??  Easy.

Since this week is all about Mom's, your comments will be all about your mom ;) Whether she is still with us today or not, this week will be all about pondering over her and treasuring the memories you have together.

So for today's entry, leave me a comment of a favorite story or memory your mother shared from her childhood.  For mine . . . When my mother was a little girl she would spend hours in the daisy fields making daisy chain necklaces, bracelets and headbands.  I always thought that would be so much fun and imagined her loving every minute of it :)

Please, one entry per person and international entries are welcome.  The one entry will enter you for both giveaways today.   The Giveaway will be open until Mother's Day and I will draw all the winners from the entire week on the 12th.

Be sure to pop back in tomorrow for Day 4 of the Mother's Day Giveaway Celebration for another fantastic giveaway, and just in case you missed  it, you can find the other days here.  Day 1   Day 2

Good Luck and Have a Happy Quilting Day!!
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351 comments:

  1. favorite memory or story from my mothers childood, would be the day she got a puppy, her two older brothers found a stray and brought it home. she was the one to ask her dad about keeping it..even though she did not find it..LOL. they sure knew who could ask without an issue. pnicklow@columbus.rr.com

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  2. My mum loved to tell us about the time her parents upped sticks and moved to New Zealand with all six children!!
    I would love to visit one day!

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  3. Mom grew up with older cousins in the Finnish countryside and when they started school, she went too. Well, she was sent home because she was too young. The next day her mother went with her and talked to the teacher. I don't know what was said but mom was allowed to stay.
    I remember going shopping with her and she would always figure out the bill in her head before she got to the cash register. Math was obviously a favourite subject.

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  4. my mother's father was in the military and they lived in a lot of places growing up, including iceland and greenland. she just told me last week that she and her brothers would use brooms in the snow to create houses and cars and stuff, turning the snowy landscape into towns by brushing snow away from the dirt and grass underneath. it was a neat thing to picture in my mind, seeing them all doing this.

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  5. My Mom's mother died when my mom was 11 an her younger siblings were 4, 2 and 1--she was left with a lot of responsibility. So, my favorite story is of her sneaking off to the attic to read where no one could find her.

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  6. My mom and dad had known each other all their life so they shared each others stories. There were so many stories of the games they played when children, Games they made up and using sticks and items they found. Her stories taught me to make my own fun when playing and this was passed on to my children.

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  7. My mom told me about her and her brother playing in the first car her family had, and by playing with the cigarette lighter setting the car on fire and blaming it on her brother. Somehow when I was a kid it was funny to think of my mother being naughty!

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  8. My mom always tells the story about going to the movies ~ her mom would give her 10 cents and a lunch and all the kids would go to the theater, have a dance lesson (or something else fun), eat their lunch on the lobby floor and watch a movie in the afternoon. How fun!

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  9. When my mom was 12 she was sent to take care of a neighbor woman who wasn't feeling well and whose husband was out of town. The woman wanted fried chicken for dinner so mom had to go catch the hen, butcher it and fry it up. It was no big deal for her, but if I had to do that (I'm 57) I wouldn't have a clue where to start.

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  10. My mom told stories about her and her five siblings, how they played and fought together. As we grew up in a big family as well (i also have five siblings) i could totally relate to that.

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  11. My mom always got a laugh with her stories about the monkey that roamed her neighborhood when she was a kid. Her dad built a platform for it in the tree in their backyard and every morning it would scream for its breakfast (bananas and milk). My poor grandma somehow got roped into that not-so-pleasant job. She used to laugh about it every time my mom told the story. :)

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  12. Apparently my mom refused to eat anything besides tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches for a several years of her childhood. I'm sure this has been slightly exaggerated over the years, but as a kid I loved thinking of my mother (a *very* adventurous eater) being so picky!

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  13. My mother didn't discuss her childhood much. She did tell me how she went sledding down a hill when her mother warned her not to. She crashed into a car at the end of the hill and ended up with a tiny little scar. Another time she was closing a garage and her fingers got stuck in the hinges / cracks. She said it hurt so bad she wanted to scream and it took her a bit before she could get herself out of that jam.

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  14. Climbing trees was one of her favorites things to do. 24Tangent "at" gmail "dot" com

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  15. I use to curl up at bedtime with my mom and she would tell me stories of when she was a little girl, my brother was younger so she would tell him stories of when she was a little boy, it took him years to figure out that our mom was never a boy..

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  16. My mother grew up on a farm so trips into "town" were HUGE. She told how she would spend time all week planning out her trip on Sat. and what she would buy and do ect. And then when she got there "town" was soo small but had all the little stores and things she longed to do and see. How I would love to see that "town" today, but alas it has turned into a HUGE city.

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  17. My mother used to tell me how in awe of her older brother she was and how she believed EVERYTHING he told her as a little girl. He would often tease and trick her. He made her believe that little pebbles would "mate" or multiply. He would simply put a pebble on one of her bed posts. Wait till she had gone to sleep and add another pebble. In the morning she would see the "baby" pebble and believe her brother. I always thought this was so cute.

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  18. Mom didn't talk about her childhood very much, but I remember her telling us that she enjoyed staying at her Grandmother's farm when she was young.

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  19. My grandparents owned property on a lake and when Mom and Dad were dating, she drove the boat so Dad and her brother could ski, all summer long. Thank you for the chance to win either of these great prizes. Take care and God bless, Cory

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  20. My Mother grew up in the days when memorization and recitation of poetry was part of the school curriculum. She used to recite a poem to me that I tried in later years to get her to write down for me so I could share it with my kids. Unfortunately, I think by the time I asked, her memory was waning. It was called Mirandy's Got A Beau, and it was about a Jersey Cow who had the garden gate sagging from leaning over it to be petted by a young man who stopped by each evening. I've searched the internet to find this poem to no avail.

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    1. Nancie Anne, it's not this is it?
      A Farmer’s Boy

      They strolled down the lane together,
      The sky was studded with stars.
      They reached the gate in silence,
      And he lifted down the bars.
      She neither smiled or thanked him
      Because she knew not how;
      For he was just a farmer’s boy
      And she was a Jersey cow!

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  21. My mother would not talk about her childhood, her father died when she was 10. Her mother never recovered and was very depressive from then on. Both events were very painful for her, so she rarely talked about it.

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  22. Mum immigrated to Australia from Southern Europe in the late 1960's. My grandparents saved and saved and finally had enough for the journey to the other side of the work. They boarded a ship and it took 30 days to get here. I love hearing her stories of the trip.

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  23. My Mother spoke very little about her childhood except that she was very close to her siblings and loved her Mother. Money was tight so they walked most places.

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  24. My Mother could not tell a joke. She would try so hard, even would write them down and she'd still mess them up. One year, I called her to ask her what she was getting my nephew/her grandson for his birthday. She said "I got him some of those Teenage Neutered Midget Turtles". To this day, when I hear of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, I hear my mom. :)

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  25. An interesting memory from my mother, was during the depression, no one had enough food to feed their families, so they sent the children, to what she called, "the fat camp". She said she had all the puddings and rich food she could eat.

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  26. My mom told us stories about having fun parties with all of her aunts/uncles/cousins and going to West Virginia to visit family.

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  27. How about the time that her favorite kitty ended up in the dryer? It didn't end well... :)

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  28. My grandparents left Oklahoma during the depression and went to the Southwestern States to pick cotton. I did not know they grew cotton there, but they picked cotton with the local Indian tribes. The land owners had one room shakes for the families and Mom told about the Indians looking in the windows at night. Mom said the kids were scared, but the Indians were just making sure they were OK when my Grandparents were not there. crystalbluern at onlineok dot com

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  29. My mom said she used to do cartwheels when she walked home from school. I was very surprised!

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  30. My mom told us stories about her road trip from Ohio to the Grand Canyon to Yellowstone and then to Las Vegas! I want to do that someday too.

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  31. My mom loved to go to her grandfather's farm to see the animals, especially the baby chicks. I got to go to that farm a number of times when I was very young. Always a wonderful outing. And my great grandfather would always offer us a Klondike (which he loved) and would offer to put it in a "poke" (brown bag) if you wanted to take it home with you.

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  32. Mom was a story teller! Her Father died when she was 15 but she often talked about him. He bowled and it was before automatic pinsetters. So they had people behind the pins who would reset them. When here Dad got up they would yell 'look out it's Reds turn!' Oh there are so many stories!

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  33. When my mom was little they would have ducklings that they would keep for a while. She said they would be kept in the bathtub. I don't know why she had the ducklings or what happened to them when they got bigger, but it was a cute memory!

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  34. My mom's favorite memory is drinking homemade root beer. Her dad used to make it from scratch and all of the kids loved it!

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  35. My mom used to try really hard to fly, including jumping off roofs! She never flew, but she sure landed!

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  36. I always remember the story where my mom broke her tooth playing cowboys and Indians with her 6 siblings. :)

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  37. My mom passed away 20 years ago this year but her life influences me still. She often told me that my sewing ability reminded her of her mom. Nice legacy, right?

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  38. My mom grew up on a farm the oldest of 8 kids, she worked in the fields growing up and she made us do it when we were teenagers, I didn't like it at the time, but now I am so grateful to her for making us do it (plus we picked strawberries and I ate more than I picked, so I didn't make much money, lol)

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  39. My mom grew up in the Depression. In the midst of it, she and her dad traveled the Midwest, selling little signs that said "Wasn't the Depression awful??". A little bit of positive thinking that has helped me out a lot.

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  40. my mother grew up during the depression and her family didn't have much money. in the evenings the family would sit together and sing. when i was a kid she would sing those songs for us. i miss my mom.

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  41. I am a picky eater and I get it from my mom. I love the story of her grandpa try to bribe her to drink her milk. He would drop a nickle in the glass and the only way she could get was to drink it even though she didn't want to. :)

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  42. My mom has always shared the antics of life with three little brothers. One of the best was when they decided to kill a chicken for dinner for their mother. All I can say is "poor chicken".

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  43. My mother grew up on a farm with 5 siblings. She told me many stories, but the one that stands out is that the kids always looked forward to Saturday mornings because they got to eat store bought white bread and hotdogs! Imagine being tired of home made bread!!

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  44. My mother would have been 103 this year, so the story from her childhood happened a long, long time ago. On the way to the store in a horse and buggy, her grandfather told her she could get any treat she wanted. Imagine his surprise when the five-year-old child chose some olives from a barrel!

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  45. My mother used to love to sit behind me & brush my hair, even into my early 20's. She said she loved to do it because it was one of the favorite things she remembered her Mom doing. Great giveaways - thanks for the chance everyone.

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  46. I remember my sweet mom telling me the story of when her and her younger brother sneaked some chocolate cake and when they got caught, with chocolate all over their faces, tried to deny they had eaten the cake.

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  47. My mom loved fixing my hair. She permed up my straight as a stick hair.

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  48. One memory my mom tells is from her childhood (around the late 1930's). My great aunt Rose made a bonnet girl quilt and had it on her bed. She would put pennies in the pockets of the bonnet girls, and when my mom and her sisters came to visit, she would let them collect and keep the pennies. I have that same quilt today.

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  49. My mom would laugh when she told the stories about how she and her sisters were often up to silliness and their dad would find out about it later and meet them to walk them home from school. He loved to see how they would respond when they saw him. They were not smiling when it happened by laughed when they told the stories later.

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  50. I love the story about my mom scratching the family car and NOT owning up to it. It made her seem more human-like she had actually been a teenager at one point. She didn't tell me this story until I was an adult tho. I still appreciated it. 😊

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  51. My mother loves to tell the story of her five, red, gingham dresses that my grandmother made for her. My grandmother bought a whole bolt of red gingham fabric and made five dresses in different styles for my mother to wear to school. They didn't have a lot of money so each dress was a treasure.

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  52. My Mom would always tell my sister and myself and all of our friends and neighbors that we had it made. Either a bus would take us to school or our mothers would drive us to school and pick us up. But not our mother. She had to walk to school, even in the SNOW and then had to walk back home. Yes, she had to walk to school both ways - in the snow. Time has definitely changed for all of us now. We do not know how lucky we all are. Thank you so much and your sponsors for a great Mother's Day giveaway. We are so lucky indeed. Happy Mother's Day to you. You really deserve it.

    Sandi Timmons
    sandit1@sbcglobal.net

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  53. One memory my mom tells is from her childhood (around the late 1930's). My great aunt Rose made a bonnet girl quilt and had it on her bed. She would put pennies in the pockets of the bonnet girls, and when my mom and her sisters came to visit, she would let them collect and keep the pennies. I have that same quilt today.

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  54. My mom told us of swimming at the local pond. One day she got caught under the dock in some ropes and almost drowned. It was awhile before one of her siblings found her and got her loose from the ropes. My mom came from a large family and use to hide under the bed when her dad was handing out discipline to the children. She was sure he would lose count and she was right!

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  55. My mother always told us the rough times during the depression and how rough it was. Most of the food they has was what they could grow in the garden. They rarely had meat and to this day she rarely eats meat - she says it does not appeal to her.

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  56. My mom was on a pompon squad in high school and as a kid, I used to beg her to tell me the story of the time she fell from the pyramid top. ;)

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  57. My mum would always tell how she would play on her own with her dollies as her elder sister was way older than her. Being essentially an only child had quite an impact on her which is why she had 4 kids within 6 years so we had plenty of playmates!

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  58. I still remember the story she told, when her mom was hiding the sugar eggs in their garden the nigth before Easter and in the morning everything was covered with snow. So they found their sweets only when the colors of the sugar eggs colored the snow. Must have been a very fun moment.

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  59. My mother and her three sisters slept with rags in their hair to make sausage curls. I don't think she liked it at all, but I was tired of braids and wanted to have sausage curls too, so she fixed my hair with rags too. Just once, though.

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  60. The most memorable stories my mother told were of her trip from Wisconsin to Calgary, Alberta. She, her sister and I believe a cousin made the car trip in the early '30's. For young women to travel by car that distance at that time had to have been an unusual adventure. I'm sure those stories helped influence my sisters and I become independent women.

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  61. The stories that came to mind right away were ones my mother told of spending summers at the shore and the freedom they had there

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  62. My mom used to tell me about how she hated her curly hair and used a regular iron to try and straighten it all the time! That must have required some coordination to not burn her head!

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  63. My mom used to bring the local stray cats home to dress up in doll clothes--until one messed on her. For some reason, she isn't an animal person. :)

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  64. My mother used to tell me about the little red shoes, that she always wants but never gets.

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  65. My mom got a doll for Christmas while her brothers got a wagon. She was so mad she threw the doll in the fire. She never played with a doll again.

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  66. My mom used to talk about walking to school and feeling very lucky when they got to ride a horse. She went to a rural country school and the walk was about 3 miles each way.

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  67. My Mother told me stories of living in Baltimore in her grandmother's house. She remembers that in addition to her parents, her aunt and uncle and their son also lived there. So many generations living under one large roof.

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  68. When my mom was quite young - maybe 9 years old - a new family moved in across the street. When she met the middle son she said "I'm gonna marry that boy someday." Well, they've been happily married for more than 40 years now! I love hearing her stories about growing up across the street from my dad.

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  69. My mom got a job at an eye glasses store when she was young, washing all of the glasses in the displays. That was the first time that she got a pair of glasses for herself. She remembers walking home with her new glasses, and looking up at the trees to realize for the first time ever that trees weren't just green blobs like you draw them to be! How crazy to go so many years and not see the leaves in the trees!

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  70. My mom told us a story about an epic winter storm that buried the front of their house in a drift over the front porch and up to the attic window. She and her brother dragged a sled up the attic stairs and sledded out the window. My grandmother joined in the fun, riding the sled a couple of times herself and letting them go over and over through the back door, up the stairs and out the window with the sled.

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  71. I've heard her tell it a million times.When she was little they had chickens and she picked up a baby doodie and she squeezed it so hard that it died, She said but it was so cute:)

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  72. My mom went to an all girl boarding school in high school. She played a man in a school play. I remember being weirded out by that. Now it wouldn't bother me.

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  73. My mom loved to roller skate as a teen at the roller rink. It is hard to think of her being a teenager!

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  74. My mom was a tomboy. She'd chase her nieces (who were almost as old as her) with snakes to scare them. I could never understand that because I was freaked out about snakes!!

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  75. My mom always talked about a San Francisco trip with her Grampa and when she passed I chose to cherish a charm bracelet with a cable car and a sewing machine on it. The charm bracelet was one of three but the sewing items and cable car were calling to me.

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  76. My mother learned to quilt and embroider from her paternal grandmother. During the depression, my mom along with her mother and father moved in with her father's parents to help the older generation. During that time, my mother learned many skills from her grandmother because her mother was working outside that home. My grandmother (my mother's mother) was crippled as an infant from polio and still did most things. She embroidered and hand stitched. Every day my mother went to have lunch with her mother. The lady for whom my grandmother worked thought it was important for them to maintain that relationship. My mother (and father) was an only child - uncommon for folks born in 1919 and 1920. Thanks for reminding us of our treasures (mothers).

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  77. My mom always made pies for her parents' hotel/restaurant, every morning before going to school. She did this throughout her high school years and she continued to make the most delicious pies for my Dad and us kids - and she made it look so easy!

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  78. Good Morning Melissa! I'm sure enjoying this fun little giveaway! Hum...I would have to say that my favorite memory my mom shared from her childhood would be about her living in Midwest City, Oklahoma. They lives on 1/2 an acre, and had a large backyard. Anyway, her father was a welder/instructor for Oklahoma Gas and Oil, and they would have these huge spools (like the huge ones industrial wire were wound around) made of wood. Well, sometimes he would bring home a couple of these spools for my mother and her brother to play on. She said they would stand on them and walk on them as they rolled!!! Sounds like so much fun to me!!!

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  79. Growing up, just like any other kids, I had always wanted to have a dog. Of course we couldn't get one though because we lived in a small town house without a back yard. So I really loved listening to my mom's story of her dog, Tomat (which literally means tomato in Indonesian), who was a mutt, with some german shepherd in it. I thought it's such a funny name, too!

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  80. Mom used to talk about her big brothers giving any potential boyfriends a lot of trouble. They would watch after her and always make sure she was safe. Thanks for the beautiful fabrics!

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  81. I love the stories that she would tell about my Pops birds. He had a parrot that would jabber to everyone.

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  82. Mum had so many sotires. One that I always remember as it had us in fits of laughter was about the time she tried to make marshmallows when my grandrmother was out. She didn't get the recipe right so they didn't set and she ended up hiding them on top of the wardrobe in her bedroom in the hopes that they would set with time.

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  83. Mom always lit up when she would talk about the silly fights she had with her brother. One time he had that goopy "greasy kid stuff" in his hair and she smashed a peanut butter sandwich in it. She laughs every time she re-tells it.

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  84. My favorite stories of my mom... LOL.. so many.. She said that she belonged to a "gang" Her girlfriends and herself. They called themselves the corvettes. And they would sing in the girls bathroom at school. and smoke cigarettes. Their first act of their little gang was that they had to steal something from a store. They got caught. When I tell these stories to my kids, they are in shock. NOT THEIR SWEET GRAMMA! LOL.. My mom passed away last year in November. It hurts very much still. I miss her every moment of the day. But remembering these stories brings joy to my heart...

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  85. She would talk about how she used to stand on a stool in the kitchen to watch her Grandma cook. :)
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  86. I loved hearing stories about my mother and my grandfather. He passed away when my mom was 8 so I only have stories of him. He worked for the garment makers union and she would go to the sewing rooms with him and the seamstresses would make her beautiful dresses.

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  87. One of my favorites...When mom was in high school she was riding her horse in town, and something spooked her horse and it ran away with mom hanging on for dear life. Thanks to a wild horse ride...she met my dad, who stopped the horse and rescued my mom.

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  88. Lol I'm so sorry I wrote about my Dad instead on your Day 2's giveaway!;p my mom would talk about her job experiences, colleagues, and how she met Dad hahaha

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  89. My Mom had a hard childhood and wouldn't talk about it. So sad too because she is gone now and I don't know much about her childhood.

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  90. My Mom used to say that she walked uphill to and from school every day. How is that even possible ? Wouldn't it be uphill in the morning and downhill in the afternoon or vice versa? Actually, the school was on the other side of the mountain, so it made perfect sense! Tatc01@comcast.net

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  91. My very favorite are the few stories about the budgie she had. I love hearing about how it would swoop down over the Monopoly board and make the money fly around then land and chirp like it was laughing. It also used to sit on the ironing board and yell "the cat!" even if the cat was no where to be seen.

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  92. My mother would always talk about her big brothers and how much they spoiled her, especially Charley. They were so close and she loved him dearly.

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  93. At age 3, I blinded my poor mom (temporarily) by jabbing her in the eye with my finger. She still loves me, though! :)

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  94. My mother would tell stories of going places with her father until the day she came home and told her mother about the "tomatoes". That's what they called the pretty girls back then. That was the end of outings with her father.

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  95. My mother grew up on a farm, and my favorite story is about how my grandfather (her father) had to stop trying to raise lambs and calves for their freezer because my grandmother and my mother would make pets out of them. Most of the pets lived to a ripe old age. Thanks!

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  96. My Mom who was born in 1914 and lived in the mountains of Virginia, had to ride a horse to the mill, carrying bags of grain to have it ground. She told that story often and with pride in her voice. I can still hear her voice today...which brings me comfort!

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  97. My mom always talked about spending time with her big sister who was 8 years older than her.

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  98. My mom grew up in the south, so everything to her was proper. She tells the story of the first time seeing my father. There was a tent meeting her church was hosting and my father at age 15 was one of the preachers. She was sitting in the front row with her two best friends and they laughed at him anytime he messed up. She said no way would she ever consider dating him because he was so arrogant. Hmm, Priss, as her brothers called her, was calling the kettle black.

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  99. My mom always enjoys telling stories about learning how to sew from her mom and grandmother. Her grandmother (my great-grandma) come out west via the Oregon Trail and the wagon trains and passed along some of those stories to my mom who then told me and my siblings.

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  100. My Mom told me of how her grandpa would pick up all the grandkids each Sunday morning and take them all to the church services.

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  101. Mom never talked much about her youth except I know she loved school!

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  102. My Mom and one of her brothers used to put their graham crackers in a glass of milk and then run a race around the farm while they got soggy to their liking... for some reason this story always stands out to me!

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  103. Hmm I don't think my mom ever said anything positive about her childhood, her mom died when she was 10, her dad when she was 18 or 21 and she was an only child. I do remember something "interesting" that when she hit teenage years and YKW happened, her female gym teacher had to show her STUFF, no way she could talk to her dad about THAT.... :) times have changed....

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  104. I don't have a relationship with my own mother but my mother-in-law Joyce was one of the sweetest women I've ever met. She raised seven children with a firm but very loving hand. She got sick a few years ago and passed away quite suddenly. When she was in the hospital, my husband and two of his sisters went to stay with her. Joyce was sleeping as three of her kids (in the 40s) chatted about everyday life. My birthday was coming up and my husband was asking his sisters for advice on what to get me as a gift. He told them he was thinking of getting me a ceiling fan. His sisters looked at him in disbelief and Joyce sat straight up in bed and told him there was no way he was getting me a ceiling fan for a gift. Then she laid back down and went to sleep! Even when she wasn't feeling well, she was giving her son some darn good advice! I miss her.

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  105. The fondest memories I have are the times when I was younger and would get library books for my mom to read to me... I loved that!! Then we would watch some tv shows like Carol Burnett before I would go to bed.

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  106. My Mom always made our holidays special home gifts. I tried to do the same.

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  107. She would talk about her favorite things she had in high school - a collection of 45 records that she still has in storage somewhere and a jean jacket that had about 30 different zippers and little pockets on it :)

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  108. Lots of stories about the trouble she, my aunt and 3 uncles used to get into. How they always got caught. Playing crack the whip on rollerskates. I miss hearing all those stories now.
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  109. I loved when my mum told me of how hard it was for her mum to save in order to send her to sewing classes as a young girl and when she got a brand new winter coat that took her mum ages to save up for. She went on to tell me how she'd chopped it up to change the style and also changed the buttons. I can't remember her telling me what my gran said LOLLL

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  110. My mom had polio as a baby and I think she was always treated a little bit special because of it. She was born in 1931 so was a child during the depression years. Her mother took in ironing so my mom could take piano lessons. She loved playing piano and talked about how she loved to be playing when her dad, a fireman on a steam engine, would get home. He would stand in the doorway, grimy with soot, and listen to her practice. Those music lessons were important to her future. She married a preacher and played piano for his congregations for more than 50 years!

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  111. We are 3 daughters, and our mom loved to sew, knit and crochet clothes for us. She is the one who teach me all the crafts I know.

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  112. My mum was an only child but very close to lots of her cousins and when they went away for summer holidays to the seaside she was allowed to choose a cousin to go with them. Thanks for pretty giveaways. x

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  113. My mum used to tell me of how ashamed she was, in the sixties, to be the child of an accomplished knitter. My grandmother walked all over town knitting as she walked, her children several metres behind. As a result, my mother refused to learn to knit, so i did not learn either. Happily, mu daughter of course has the inter, craftsy etc, and is an accomplished knitter, knitting twelve pairs of socks last year alone.

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  114. One of the memories of her childhood my Mom talked about a lot was going out with her 22 rifle, and shooting rabbits or prairie dogs for dinner. This was back during the depression and WWII, her father had already died, and meat was very scarce. She said they were quite good to eat. I would imagine when food is scarce, you find a way to make whatever you have taste good. My brother now has her 22, and he cherishes it, as would I if I had it, and I'm not a lover of guns.

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  115. My mother is the oldest of 7 children who were born and grew up in England during the war. My favorite story is about when her and her siblings were sent off to live in Whales for about a year during the war. The family they stayed with were wealthy and spoiled them. She has many other stories about the war and fun things like riding her bike to Buckingham Palace and meeting my father who was in the Air Force and stationed there. I love hearing her stories!

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  116. My mom grew up on a dairy farm, for a few years, during the depression. Her mom had died when she was 16, and she would have to cook for the field hands. What a disaster! Life was a challenge...

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  117. My mother loved to roller skate down the very steep hill, going tree to tree. Thank you.

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  118. My favorite story my Mom tells from her childhood is when one of her 4 brothers climbed out of his second story window and went over to her and her sister's window. Put on an old Halloween mask and knocked at their window. Scared the pants off of them! The best part is they still don't know which brother actually did it so all of them got punished.

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  119. Mom came from a large family. Eight girls and two boys. She said she had good cat fights with her sisters.

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  120. My favorite memory of my mom's childhood is when she was a teenager she would come home from dates and her cat would come greet her at the car and walk her up to the door. Out of all the stories she's told me for some reason that one makes me smile the most.

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  121. Mom came from a large (12 kids) family in Germany. She was on the track team at school & when they came home for lunch, she was the one who had to take her father's lunch to him at work. She had to run to the train station, take the train to his job & get back home to eat her own lunch in time to return to school.

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  122. My mom used to tell us about how she and her siblings would leave in the morning to go to the park and not return until evening. They had a great time.

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  123. My mom didn't tell us a lot of stories about her growing up, but one of the funniest ones she told was how her dad (a red-head) had his beard go white before the rest of his head went white, and so on July 4th he would put blue ribbons in his beard to be patriotic (the red, white and blue thing).

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  124. My mother was born in 1918. She loved to tell me the story of her locket. When she was sixteen her mother gave her a gold locket that she had gotten when she was sixteen. In turn my mother gave it to me when I was sixteen. It has pictures in it of my mom and dad when they were going steady. They are both gone now but the locket is one of my most precious possessions. I have not passed it on to my daughter yet but someday I will.
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  125. I love the stories about how my Mom and her sister were best friends and loved to ride their bikes to the movies together in the summer.
    PS: Love that Sugar Hill FQ bundle!

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  126. I remember mom telling me about the time she 'lost' her retainer. They had gone to a take-away restaurant while they were traveling from Ontario to Saskatchewan by car and she took it out while eating. Once they finished their meal they emptied their trays in the garbage bin and they got back in the car and carried on driving. After a while in the car she realised she didn't have her retainer in and my Papa drove all the way back and went through the bin to retrieve the mouthpiece! He wasn't best pleased and I think it was quite a quiet and very long journey across provinces!!! She was only 11 or 2 at the time!!

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  127. A favorite story my mother always told was of having a dog in her childhood that they would dress up as a baby and put in a stroller(or carriage as they were called then) and take for walks.

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  128. My mom was the second to youngest in a large family that lived on a farm. When the rest of the family was away, she and her little sister decided to kill and cook chickens; they were going to have all the fried chicken they could eat! They decided three each would be the right amount and set off to kill the first chicken. Without going into the gory detail, after one chicken slaughtered, the girls were completely turned off from chicken. But, they knew they would be in a world of hurt if they killed a chicken and didn't cook it, so they cooked that chicken for the rest of the family to have for dinner when they returned. Those two girls couldn't eat a single bite of chicken that day!

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  129. My mother always tells about her brother, my uncle, and how he disliked wearing a tie to Sunday School. Once day he lay it on the wood block and cut it up with the axe!

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  130. My mom told the story of when her appendix ruptured, they were prepping her for surgery and to try and make things light the doctor told her that they would put her under and she would feel nothing, but she would tell every bad thing she had ever done. She fought them tooth and nail not to go under. I get my crazy side from her. :)

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  131. My mom was poor and her entire high school years were during World War II. There were 12 children in her family. She worked in a bakery and if an item was damaged in shipment, she was able to take it home for free. She always hoped it would be a coffee cake to share. She remembers the joy all of the kids felt with this unexpected gift!

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  132. My mom was born in Germany and got separated from her mom when she was 4 for 3 yrs due to the war. Her mom found her in a orphanage in Austria and finally got her back. They then came to America and she remembers the ship she was on keeping the men/boys and women/girls in separate parts of the ship. But the best part of her trip was the candy shop she got to go to everyday.

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  133. I loved the story of my mother, farm girl from a very small northern British Columbia town, traveling to Victoria, Vancouver Island for six weeks to be trained as a teacher just after the war.

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  134. Leaving May day baskets on neighbors porches.
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  135. These are lovely collections. But I still want the Solstice layer cake!
    My mom loved telling me how her mother made her pioneer dresses so that she could act in the Mormon Miracle Pageant in Manti, Utah, every summer. She said it was fun and hard, pulling a handcart across the steep temple hill. It was fun to be in the crowd as part of the different churches' congregations and sing the hymns and shout praises as others looked for the gospel and a church to join. What a fun summer, practicing, singing, acting in front of thousands each beautiful summer night.

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  136. My mom grew up in Washington. She loved when her and all the cousins would have a "berry picking day". She said they would all pick blackberries and strawberries for making jam and they would eat so many and be all pink and purple from the juices by the time they were done! ♥

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  137. My Mom lived in a town in Nova Scotia and her father was a conductor for the railroad. She told me about a trip to New York the family took, about shopping and sightseeing in the first big city she had ever been to.

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  138. My mom loves to tell the story of her great grandmother sending the "buggy" for her. They grew up in rural Georgia and my mom loved visiting her great grandmother. She has so many stories but I love that they each have a different name for her. Her given name is Annice but was never called by that name. She was mostly called Jane, but her great grandmother called her Kitty and her dad called her Kitten.

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  139. Both my grandparents worked so my grandmother would sign up my mum, aunt and uncle for as many summer sporting camps as possible to keep them occupied. Guess they weren't occupied enough because my mum has told the story about how she broke a plate on my uncle's head. They don't see each other very much because they live in different countries, but they just spent a week together and you can still see they love each other very much.

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  140. Every 4th of July my Mom would remind us to be real careful because when she was young, her brother threw a firecracker and it landed in her pocket.. she wasn't hurt but it scorched her pocket. Her brother's would always tease her about the 'baby' firecracker, but it left a big impression on all of us. Thanks for the fun!

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  141. I love my mums story about how she was sent to the shop to buy some butter but ate half of it before she got home. I laugh because my eldest loves butter and would do the same in a heartbeat

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  142. My mom didn't talk about her childhood a lot. She did tell me about how my grandfather would read Edgar Allan Poe and they woul discuss it over dinner. She was around five or six. Thanks for the giveaway. vickise at gmail dot com

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  143. My mom grew up in rural Tennessee, a ways outside of Nashville. She always told me that one of her favorite things was getting fresh oranges in her stocking on Christmas morning. Imagine that - fresh fruit in the dead of winter. Of course, my daughters grew up with an orange in the toe of their stockings. I'm pretty sure their children will too:)

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  144. My mother tells of growing up in south Georgia and going fishing with her grandmother in Cat Creek. I always pictured cats running up and down the banks! I think now that it was so named because of the big catfish in the creek. Thanks for the inspiration!

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  145. My favorite mom story is when she and her brother poured sweet tea into my grandparents empty beer bottles, put lids back on them, and put them in the fridge for them to drink. Being that the bottles were brown, they didn't notice anything until they took their first sip. Love knowing that I get my crazy antics legitimately.

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  146. My mum used to tell lots of stories of the fun she had when she was evacuated to a farm in the Lake District with all her cousins during WW2. A lot of the stories are about food and sewing - it would seem that they all ate pretty well (fresh eggs, meat etc) despite the rationing. She later went on to be a High School Domestic Science teacher! turner(underscore)post(at)hotmail(dot)com

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  147. My Maternal Grandmother is from Canada and grew up speaking both English and French. Canadian French is different enough that when my Mom took French in high school her teachers had to ask my Grandmother not to help with her homework. My mom went to a Catholic school and was taught by nuns so, in my mind, I always think of the 'Flying Nun' reprimanding my Grandmother and get a good laugh.

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  148. My mother grew up when she walked to the one room school house. She told me how during the winter months she would ice skate to school. On the way home when having the wind to her back it would push her home on her skates. I always thought that sounded so fun.

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  149. My Mom spoke with love about going to her Grandma's house after school in the 1920's -- her house was across from the library and my Mom could go and read all she wanted to. My Mom loved to read and explore all the adventures she could.

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  150. I actually realized last night that I don't know enough about my mom's childhood. However, I do have a favorite story. My mom's (half) sisters are much older than her. I think her oldest sister is only 3 years younger than her mom. She has many nieces and nephews that are older than her. One of her nieces would take her around the neighborhood when my mom was 3 or so and tell her friends, "This is my Aunt Hattie." None of the kids believed her, so she'd bring my mom and her friends back to her house and have her mom say, "Yes, that is my sister, so she's Patty's aunt."

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  151. My mom was born during the depression. Her father was killed when she was 6. Her mother could not take care of the 5 children so the 3 oldest (my mother was one) went to live with their grandmother (father's mother) on a farm. Her grandmother did not like her mother because she was Cherokee. Her years on the farm were not happy ones. She says them were treated awful, not like the other grandkids because they were part Indian. She doesn't talk about her childhood very much. But I must admit she made my childhood very happy. She saw to it that we had birthday parties, went skating every weekend, took vacations to Florida every year, Christmas was always something special. I think she was making up for her childhood.

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  152. My mother's favorite story was actually when she had me. My dad was in college and they were living in Illinois. Two weeks after she had me she flew home to New York with me. She was so impressed because the Captain of the plane came out of the cockpit and held me for a while. She was always so proud when she told that story.

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  153. My Mom's Dad was very strict and when my Mom and Dad were dating her father would not allow her to sit in the car in front of the house when he dropped her off. One night Mom and Dad came home and were sitting on the back step talking. My grandfather heard the car pull up and didn't hear them get out, he waited 10 mins and then came flying downstairs and outside tripping over my Mom and Dad sitting on the porch steps. Mom said he nearly killed my Dad when he crashed into him and thankfully she was sitting on a different step so she didn't get hurt. Grandpa said sorry and went back in the house.

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  154. Mom didn't have a good childhood. The only thing I hear her tell is of her Aunt Clyde.
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  155. When my mother was a little girl, she thought that if she turned her body around in a circle, she had to then turn a circle in the opposite direction to even things out. I think it's hilarious to think of her being such a silly child, turning circles every which-a-way! Mama died 20 years ago at the age of 53, so I'm glad she shared that story with me while she could!

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  156. My Mom is going to be 94 tomorrow and when I visited her on Saturday, she had a photo of all the classmates in the country school she went to. She could still name ALL of them!

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  157. I love the story of my mom hitting a guy on the school bus who was sitting behind her and pulling her hair so she hit him in the nose and the bus driver kicked the both of them off the bus to walk home!! Times were sure different back then!! My mother always was/is full of gumption and didn't stand for anybody picking on her!!

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  158. My mom told me about the Christmas she only got a Doll's Head. She and her mother spent Christmas day making a body and clothes for it. My mother has been gone over 35 years. My Grandmother visited my home and saw my girls dollys and crocheted clothes for them so they wouldn't be naked.

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  159. Mum often used to talk about the little white dog she had when she lived in Australia growing up; she loved that dog

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  160. My mother used to make our snacks so special----instead of apple slices, we had bird's nests made from apple halves with little apple eggs in them. Instead of a peanut butter sandwich, we had "face" sandwiches----a slice of bread spread with peanut butter, then decorated with extras--raisin eyes, jelly mouth, carrot nose, cheese curl hair. It was so much fun!

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  161. My mom said she made the lunches for the school kids each day because that way she knew she'd have a lunch. She is the reliable one in the family.

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  162. My Mom was raised during the war in Germany. She always tells 2 stories... one is about stealing apples from one of the farms... she's a city girl and the other is making her little sister eat June bugs:( I know yuck!!!!

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  163. My favorite story was one Mom told about her father. When she was three, evidently she liked peanut butter and jelly sandwiches made with a folded piece of Wonder bread :) that made a rounded (not broken or cut) fold. One day the bread was old, broke when he folded it, and she cried -- well, he went to the store and got new bread for her sandwich. :) I loved that story when I was little. Thanks for the giveaways! sarah@forrussia.org

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  164. I recall a story my mom told me about her mom (my grandma). They used to have an outhouse...no indoor facility in those days... and Grandma was heading out to the outhouse in the middle of the night when something touched her from behind and she started screaming...Grandpa awoke & raced out to see what was going on, and their horse had gotten loose...needless to say, Grandma didn't make it to the outhouse without an accident. It's a story we all have a good chuckle at these days, but when it happened, Grandma was so scared that it wasn't funny to her at the time. :)

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  165. My mother had a very difficult childhood. Even though some of her memories are not positive, I am glad she shared them with me. It let me know her as a person and not just as my mother. I am proud of how she made a good life for herself in spite of her difficult start in life.

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  166. I LOVE quilting with my Mom.

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  167. My mom dies 36 years ago. I treasure the stories she would tell us about growing up in New Zealand and having Marmite and gooseberry pie and leg of lamb. and relocating to San Francisco and traveling back to New Zealand by ship - such a life!

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  168. My mom was 10 when WW2 started, and Norway was occupied by German soldiers for 5 years. It was difficult to grow up during those times, seeing both soldiers and prisoners of war around where she lived. She doesn't talk much about it. One good memory she has of that time though, is a little Christmas ornament she got from a Russian POW who was grateful for getting some food: a bird carved and constructed from scraps of wood, really a work of art.

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  169. When my mom was 13, her family camped for a whole summer in the Colorado mountains. I love hearing about the bear incidents, etc.

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  170. Mom talked about spending summers in Vernal with relatives. She loved helping on the farm, riding the horses and playing with her cousins.

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  171. One story I always like to hear my mother tell is the time the babysitter, who was catholic, took her and her two siblings to afternoon mass on there way home from school and let them bring their sack of peanuts they got from the street vendor. As they tiptoed into the into the back of the church my mother tripped and and all her peanuts went rolling down the center aisle!! I never had to wonder where I got my klutziness from!! This has been such a fun week reading people's stories and memories of their mothers.

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  172. My mother didn't really tell me much about her childhood. She did say though that she would have to do all the housework on a Saturday as my Grandmother would work. She was always mad that her younger sister (only by 3 years) who was the baby of the family never had to do a thing!

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  173. My mom likes to tell me her funny-unhappy memories, like how she got the most broken and worn out hand-me-downs since she was the youngest, and how she was scared at night when she was little because she slept in bed with her mom while her sisters shared another room, but she was alone often because her mom worked at night. :} She laughs about it now, though!

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  174. My mom always tells me that her grandmother used to buy her little Shirley Temple dresses to wear (during the Depression)... she always laughed at how spoiled she was by her Grandmother.

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  175. My mom grew up in the days of outhouses and one Halloween she and some other kids went around and tipped over outhouses!! I can picture her doing that and laughing the whole time!

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  176. ROFL my favorite story from my deceased Mom. At my great Grandparents house the out house had 3 holes small to large. Whenever Mom & my 2 aunts went to the outhouse it was a race to see who got the middle hole. One day my Mom pulled down the clothes line which caught one of my aunts by the head & she landed on her backside as Mom ran for the middle hole, while Mom was "using the facilities" my aunt opened the door & grabbed Mom & threw her out the door while Mom was laughing & wetting herself all over.

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  177. I loved hearing stories about my mum's school days and the strict uniform they had, skirts had to be an inch above the knee when they were kneeling down, they had indoor and outdoor shoes too, as a child this all fascinated me!

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  178. My favourite story is from when my grandad bought my mum a pair of shoes. She didn't like them so instead of upsetting her dad she told him they were too small. The next day he bought home a pair in a bigger size and she had to wear them for twice as long!

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  179. My mom didn't talk much about her childhood. One thing I remember is her telling me is that her brothers liked to tease her. :) she was the only girl for many years (younger sister came along many years later). Also, she came to America from Sweden to nanny, she met my dad and has lived here ever since.

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  180. My favorite story about my mom is her telling us how my grandfather would make up wild stories to entertain them.

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  181. My mom talks about planting rows of potatoes in the field that were as long as the 1/4 section field and the fun they used to have while hoeing the plants. Her siblings used to play games on each other because the work was so hard and boring. Thanks so much for sharing

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  182. My mom grow op on a farm, so a lot of hard working. She told about the laugther during the harvest. Thanks for the chance.

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  183. What a fun week of giveaways, thanks to you and your sponsors. I enjoyed hearing my Mom's stories of when she was a teen, riding her horse in junior rodeo's: doing barrel races and such.

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  184. It probably sounds weird, but the first thing that came to mind we're her stories about hating PE and how she would just run laps instead of playing stupid team sports. I had the same issue growing up. I wasn't averse to exercise, but I hated how competitive and mean kids would get diuring sports like dodgeball, capture the flag, etc. so I just didn't play. I'd run laps or lift weights. I guess her stories just made me feel like I wasn't such a weirdo ;)

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  185. One story that seems to be told often is when she tricked her little brother into stomping on a nail that was coming through a wooden board and the nail going through his shoe and into his foot. This was not normal behaviour for her so I guess that's why the story gets told a lot because she was normally very good.

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  186. My Mom grew up during the depression , from a big family.She told me how she had to leave home at the age of 13 to go to work and send money home to the family.She met my Dad and the rest is history! My memory of this shows me that she was a strong person

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  187. A special memory that comes to mind is when my mom took be shopping for my first car! We looked and looked and had such a special day together. Never did get the car I wanted but it was special none the less.

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  188. My mom grew up one of 10 kids in Dublin, Ireland. She was the child who was always in trouble. One day she and her friend cut all the tulips from in front of the town library, and brought them home for their moms. My mom got caught and her friend was told how wonderful she was! To this day they laugh about their crazy adventures.

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  189. My Oma used to send my mum to go get bread, and one time she made a hole in it and kept pulling out and eating the soft, tender insides. Needless to say, my Oma was quite upset to see the empty shell of bread my mom brought home.

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  190. I think the funniest story is my mom was a biter when she was a little girl. Apparently she bit the neighbor girls arm and when my mamaw found out, she bit my mom's arm! She stopped biting after that! I love that story!

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  191. When my Mom was a young girl, she lived in a little motel complex that my grandparents ran. Every summer the same people would come and stay in the cabins and she always enjoyed seeing her "summer" friends. I loved those cabins myself, as they still ran this little cabin motel complex until my sisters and I were grown teenagers. Fun memories.

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  192. When my mom was a little girl, her father died tragically ... leaving her mom to raise 4 kids while waiting for the birth of the last child. Flash forward a couple of years when some gentleman wanted to "court" grandma, my mother went up to the attic with her brother and the both made so much noise and screaming "go away we don't want you" that the courtly gentleman ran away! Poor grandma remained a widow for the rest of her life. My mom, now 80, feels bad about her behavior, but giggles over the antics of her and her brother!

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  193. My mother really never spoke about her childhood, which never seemed odd to me until today

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  194. Story my mom told was when she moved from melrose, MA to MN. From the city to the country. She thought milk came from the milkweed plant instead of cows.

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  195. My Mother and her sister could pass as twins, they would trick dates and one would be with the others beau. I always loved hearing their stories. Thanks for the giveaway!

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  196. Mom would go to the general store with her Mom to help choose sacks of flour and such - those sacks would become her clothing!

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  197. My mom and her sisters would have marathon monopoly games in the summer time. They would give each other loans to keep the game going.

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  198. My mom tells about going on a family vacation when she was young. They packed a picnic lunch. Her dad stopped to eat lunch on someone's front yard. She was very embarrassed.

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  199. I would have to say the times I mom spent playing with her dog Cocoa. He was a chocolate cocker spaniel and one of the few things inher hard childhood that was just pure fun and playful and brought her joy!

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Melissa