The incredible amount of aerobic exercise I got as a kid would be staggering to the children of today. Thank you, Pogo Ball!
Even though they were even before my time, I harbor deep longings for a vintage silver tree with a rotating colored light. Swoon.
Did you go to day camp? Of course you did! Your parents couldn't afford sleepaway camp, whose could? This stuff was like cigarettes in prison, pure neverending friendship currency!
Those were the days; when having the right pair of sneakers could hold social cache for a whole school year.
This squirrel is ready and willing to barf gravy all over your turkey just like the creamer pitcher we had as a kid that looked like a cow barfing milk. Thanks for the memories, squirrel!