great time - CHILDHOOD

That's little me - my 1st birthday :)

I'm sure that everyone agrees that childhood is a great time. You know... no worries, no work, no responsibility; only playing games and having fun. I must admit it was so long ago;(

I found at home some photos from my childhood. I become sentimental when I'm looking at them...

My uncle and little me...little plump me;)
I still adore this cake;D

With my father...











Some photos with my younger sister...

Where am I?:)
With my cousins... Now, majority of us is twenty-something.
The girl holding the baby has now her own one;)

Childhood memories...

Childhood is the great time when you believe that Santa exists. When you are older you have to buy presents on your own;D

I remember waiting for the first star. Without the first star there is no eating. Without eating there are no presents, it's obvious;) So we always noticed the first star.

I don't remember how long I believed that Santa exists but, of course, I believed. I remember that during one of our Christmas Eve suppers my parents said something like: 'Girls! Please go to the grandma's room and look for the Santa'. Our elder cousin Ania took us there. And we were looking through the window on the sky... no Santa!;( But when we came back to our parents they said: 'Ooooh look! Santa came and brought some presents'. When I think about this situation I notice how gullible we were;) I'm sure that at that time our cousin knew that Santa doesn't exist!:)

When it comes to presents... I don't remember me and my sister writing letters to Santa. Maybe it took place once or twice but I'm not sure. But, somehow, every year we got some presents;) Presents were the most important aspect of Christmas Eve supper... Every child waits for presents.

(Christmas Eve, 1994)

Both happy;)

I remember I was dreaming about this present;)




Getting presents from Santa is a great thing. Meeting Santa is a torture.
I give you the evidence!;D