It’s that time again! This month we are taking a look back at the year 1988. Where were you, and what were you doing then? Write up a post and link it up below!
In 1988, I was three-turning-four. We still lived in our condo in Old Orchard Beach, Maine, my mom was still teaching 1st grade, my dad was still working in computers/software (spoiler alert- that won’t change…ever), and I was still spending the weekdays at my Gramma’s house when I wasn’t at nursery school.
My favorite person was probably my big brother, Christopher. I wanted to do everything he did! Check out how cool we were in our matching raincoats and hats!
In May, I turned four, and I got these sweet roller skates! Did anyone else have these? They went over your sneakers and could be adjusted in length.
If you look behind my legs in the above picture, you can see one of our Roller Racers.
This one must be an updated model because our handles were situated so that we were constantly scraping our knuckles on the ground whenever we’d tip to one side. #toysfromthe80s #recall
The photo below was taken at a place upstate called the “enchanted forest” where there were lots of different characters and other things carved out of wood.
Sitting on the “Make Way For Ducklings” statues in the Boston Public Gardens:
And here is a “famous” family video clip taken that same day:
The summers were of course spent at the beach. In the morning my mom would get us all packed up, and we would drive and park at my grandparents’ house, and then walk the quarter mile from there to the beach. My grandmother would already be there, in the same spot we staked out for years and years, reading a book or listening to her little red ball radio or chatting with her Canadian friends. We would play in the sand, go in the water, jump the waves, build sandcastles, bury each other, look for shells and seaglass, walk to the “rocks,” buy popsicles, play scatch ball…
You knew what I was talking about.
…and anytime we would hear a train, we would run up to the top of the beach, sit by the boardwalk, and watch it go by.
Here’s me and my dad. This is cute, because this is now Vanessa’s favorite place to be- cuddling with Grampa!
When Halloween came around, my true colors came out:
I was always ready to perform, whether it was leading songs at nursery school or singing at church.
We had a Christmas tradition where my brother (and sister, later on) and I exchanged gifts on Christmas Eve.
That’s a tradition I’ll be continuing with my little ones. On Christmas morning they get stockings and one unwrapped gift (from “Santa”) and the wrapped presents are all from Mom and Dad.
That’s my 1988, what was yours like?