I remember when Mimi got the Thriller album and played it constantly. I remember trying to figure out how to dance like that. (Seriously, I was not very good.)
But then I remember summers with Jenny and the pool and waiting for Dad to come home and Mom dumping hot water on her leg while doing tomatoes and when we cooked the guinea pig (!! so sad) in the aquarium and sitting on the ice cream maker while everyone else cranked and the parties in the park on the 4th of July and I feel old and young all at the same time.