The first few years I was in grade school, my mom and I would make presents for my classmates at Valentine's Day to go with the cards. Make it more personal. It was always so much fun to sit and do something with my mom, even if I was more of a hindrance with the way I snacked! Using life savers, smarties and Big Red (had to have Big Red!) chewing gum, we made these:
When I was four to seven years old, my Dad and I had a game we'd play when he came home late from work. I liked to guess which tie he wore to work that day. Once or twice, he'd come home wearing three ties just to throw me off!
My maternal grandmother always made sure she had Little Debbie Oatmeal Creme Pies and Dr. Pepper when I came to visit for the two or so weeks in the Summer.
My maternal grandfather let me hang out in his garage with him and draw chalk towns on his floor. After a while, he started buying me Hot Wheels cars and crafted buildings out of spare blocks of wood and paint. My favorite toy car is the one that looked exactly like his truck. He went through a red truck and a black one. I had both.
The same grandfather also made a tradition of, whenever I left their house, he'd set me on the branch of a tree right next to the sidewalk. Over the years, the more I grew, and from constant use, the tree's branch sagged. Last time I saw it, it sags just enough for a small child's rear end to fit nice and snug.
My paternal grandfather let me help him pick the Muscadine grapes from the vines in their backyard and help in their large garden every summer. Pulling weeds is never as much fun as when you're a kid!
Finally, my paternal grandmother had this Rocky & Bullwinkle glass with which she would serve my milk at dinner I only ever used that glass - she always made sure of that! And she'd let me pour extra sugar on my cereal on Sundays.