Everyday with my family was the best time of our lives. I don't care if we were gettin our due beatin for all the wrong we did that day or tearin down my grannyma's house while she was at work, today they are all great memories that we love to talk about when (every time)we're together now,lol.
...But truely my best memories are of sunday mornings. Sometimes it would be my 2 gurl cousins, my granny and I. We'd sit on the porch in the sun with our night gowns on, and sip coffee. After granny played her numbas we all went into the kitchen and got ready to cook while everyone else what at church. We went to evening service later...Sometimes I still go over to my grannys and we cook,lol. I love my lady.