Today's topic is Childhood memories which is pretty ironic as I have just been sat playing around with my mums old camcorder watching old video footage of us all in the snow. Sadly I can't share these videos with you today, but that said, I am hoping to get them developed so I can share them to you on my YouTube channel sometime this year.
          When looking back at myself as a child all I can think of is Spain and being brought up here, I can remember my first day of school when Don Jose (my teacher) sat me on a chair in front of the whole class and introduced me to them. I also remember how much I hated school and how I would always refused to eat at the school canteen and my brother would have to sit next to me and persuade me.
          Me and my brother always had a really strong bond throughout our childhood, I used to spend every day with him and his friends getting into bother and mischief and I think that the only thing that distanced us was when he got his first girlfriend and he didn't no longer want his little sister following him around (obviously lol). That said, we still live under the same roof and we still love each other to bits, I think.

          This photo here, I believe, is the first ever photo of me and my brother as you can quite possibly tell as I look like *thinks for about 10 minutes* ... like a cute little newborn baby. Where as my brother, he looks like he is scared for his life, and most of all for his toys but never the less, he looks freaking adorable.



          I don't even know what to say... how cute are we though? I am totally loving my little 'bish whet?' pose and lets not forget about the little Wallace and Gromit body wash.




          Here are some photos of us on holiday in Spain, before we actually came to live in Spain.



          This is the photo my mum used to make one of my Birthday cards, for my sixteenth maybe, I'm not sure, but I'm full on paaaaaaaarty!


          Clearly this photo describes that toddler / munchkin / devil child phase of my life but how cute is my outfit?

BEWARE OF THE CUTENESS OVERLOAD!! 





          These four photos just describe our childhood and relationship to a T, except I would probably get tired of him and start crying, but at least we are cute.





           And here I am through my 'tomboy' stage where all I used to do was play with my brother, his friends and my dogs.



          My grandparents were also a massive part of my childhood and when I think of the word, or of memories, I remember my grandad, he is always a happy memory and a funny one and I will always miss him and love him.


Quickly before I go, I want to also introduce you to Spike, who along with Paddy (the black dog in the photos who we brought from England) was a massive part of my childhood and sadly passed away in 2014. Spike was the most loving, and caring dog ever, I couldn't of asked for a better pet and we all miss him ever so much.


          But okay, lets not get soppy. To end it off, just look at how adorably cheeky we look here, so freaking cute! I dare you to upload one of your childhood photos and tag me!

       

          Good evening my beautiful bunch! So today I am here with week 3 of the 52- Week Blog Challenge and today I'm going to list off 10 of my favorite things.

1.- Beach Walks.

3.- Travelling.


 4.- Granada.


5.- My pets.


6.- Memories.


7.- JLS.


8.- Family.

10.- Babies.

          This is a notebook filled with ramblings and scribblings from last year.


          This is a handmade bracelet given to me a year ago.


          And this is a picture I took whilst I was on holiday a couple of weeks ago.
          All of these things have one thing in common, and that is that they are all memories. 





          This pare of cute "jelly" shoes.


          This pair of old trousers.


          Even a song by Ed Sheeran can take you back to a time and a place.
          My biggest issue is that I live to much in the past. I look at all these possessions whenever I am down or upset and I think how happy I was, and I forget that in the future there will be more memories to be had, ones that are probably more happy and positive than the previous ones. That being sad, sometimes your memories can haunt you, and sometimes I can be looking through old pictures and things and I'm almost haunted by how things were, and in that case you almost want to just forget and want to not think about it.
          So memories are a tricky thing, you either love them in such way you even want to try and relive them, or you just hate a memory and you want nothing more than to just move on and forget a memory.
          When you think about it, everything is just a memory. A minute goes by, and then an hour and then a day and then that's in the past and that's a memory. Sometimes it is hard to not look back at the past and not feel some kind of sadness, but it is important to remember that everything we have been through defines us in some way, good or bad it has made us the person we are today.
          Don't let the past haunt you, let it guide you and help you in the future. Learn from your mistakes so you don't do them again. And the thing about this blog is that it is just going to be another memory in your head, but I hope it is a good thing and kind of a positive one.
          Anyway, that is just what I've been thinking of today. Leave a comment telling me what you think about memories and how you think you should move on from the past, and as usual if you like the blog please go ahead and share it, and I will hopefully see you guys soon. Bye bye Xx