Throwback Thursday: What is colorful, round, and doesn’t like to be found?

For every Easter season, I’m hidden in plain sight.
I’m yellow, green or purple, and promise I won’t bite.

I’m sometimes high or very low in different kind of places
You run on by, but fail to Stop! You missed me by 10 paces.

Just stand still and look on down, right near your very leg,
Hey it’s me! Where you thought I’d be! Your Holiday Easter Egg!

Home video courtesy of {Not Quite} Susie Homemaker from www.notquitesusie.com.

What’s your favorite Easter tradition? We’d love to hear your story.

Sharing Special Moments with Grandma and Grandpa

Over the years my family has spread out across the country, following our individual careers and dreams. It’s different from when I was a kid. Back then a family gathering left little wiggle room in the house as all of the cousins, aunts, uncles, parents and grandparents would often gather for a meal consisting of Grandpa’s famous teriyaki wings and Grandma’s potato salad.

I know that it’s been difficult these last few years for my parents and grandparents to live so far away from some of their grandchildren. With all the many miles between us, technology and social media has allowed us to stay close. In recent months YesVideo has really helped to bridge the gap, and makes sharing special moments with Grandma and Grandpa so easy. Now that many of my family’s old video tapes have been transferred to DVD by YesVideo, it’s simple to sign into my online account and grab a share link to send to my Dad and Stepmom or to my Grandmother via email. This has proved invaluable since like many grandparents, they have not embraced Facebook.

The video snippet I shared here is one that I sent to my Dad in Florida last week via YesVideo and Hallmark Moments from the past. I love clips like this that show Grandma and Grandpa a glimpse of the grandkids doing what kids do best – just playing and having fun.

I know that Grandma Gail and Grandpa Hugh really appreciate getting the links to these videos and I love that YesVideo makes it so easy for me to share special moments with them.

Angela lives in rural Georgia where she recently became an empty nester, but now fills her time with her nieces, nephew, and two family dogs. She is a full time blogger and freelance writer who enjoys traveling, crafting, and entertaining. Angela co-writes of a family and lifestyle blog About a Mom, along with her Mom, Laura.

Don’t Miss the Magic of the Everyday

It’s too easy to miss them… The moments… The everyday moments. I miss too many. Life as a mom – especially a mom with little children – is so busy and so repetitive that I don’t press record often enough.

When I look back at this simple video of 1-year-old Julia having breakfast with 3-year-old Jackson, I’m reminded how the ordinary parts of our day need to be recorded and treasured.

This video puts me right back in that kitchen. I was likely very tired and to be honest a little bored with the morning routine. I’d been looking after Julia and Jackson since early in the morning after probably only a few hours of sleep. (I work at home and in those days I had to do most of my work during the night.)

I wouldn’t have been able to imagine a day when I couldn’t remember that highchair or Julia’s favorite yellow bib.

The seasons of their childhood change without warning and it’s almost impossible to remember the previous or imagine the next.

This video makes me desperately miss Jackson’s sweet 3-year-old voice and Julia’s adorable baby fingers, but it also reminds me that both the wonderful and the difficult parts of one season will end more quickly than I can imagine.

We need to press record.

Written by Susan Carraretto, co-founder of 5 Minutes for Mom
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Passing Down Memories

I never knew my father-in-law before the cancer. Pictures show me a large, strapping man, with red hair and a shy smile. The first time I met him was long enough after a round of chemo for him to have a short white fluff of regrowth. By the time his son and I were engaged, it was back to a faded rust that seemed more him.

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We knew he wasn’t getting better by the time my fiancé and I were planning our wedding. Instead of a wedding in the church where so many of the brides in my family said “I do”, we planned something simple near the college we were both graduating from soon.

Seeing my soon-to-be father-in-law grow smaller and more tired after every session of dialysis was one of the reasons we moved the wedding up six months.

I remember the simple happiness of our rehearsal dinner. Our families drove in, and we had a barbeque dinner catered in a near-by national park. Though the wedding day was to be brutally hot (with me in a ridiculous gown like Scarlett at Twelve Oaks), the night before was the high point of food and company.

This was really the turning point for my father-in-law. By Christmas, he was not often out of his recliner. His food was pureed and bland, except for the occasional bacon, because why not.

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Eight months later, the last day of February found us in a new state all grown up with our post-college jobs. The phone call still surprised us. We flew home quickly to be with his mother and help with the funeral details. I thought I had food poisoning, but a hastily purchased test showed us better news.

After we told my mother-in-law to expect someone new in the family before Thanksgiving, I’d never seen anyone look so happy. I wished I’d known one day sooner so we could have told him, so he could have known. My mother-in-law, still in her black dress, comforted me. “Of course he knows now.”

I hope he does. I hope he sees his legacy of two beautiful granddaughters and my two grown sons, whom he took into his heart right away. I remember him with praise for raising the good man I married, someone I love more now than then.

Sometimes you don’t get your own memories. Sometimes you get stories, old photos, and flickering silent films of a good man. And I think that can be enough.

Anne Parris is coffee-dependent wife and mom of four living in Richmond, Virginia. She blogs at Not A Supermom and is also one of the managing partners of the on-line magazine for midlife women, MidlifeBoulevard.com.

What are you thankful for?

We asked a few bloggers what they are thankful for this year and below were their responses… in photos.

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Amy from This Mama’s Life

I am thankful for my new family. My husband and I blended our families on August 24, 2013.  This day I gained a Step-Daughter and my husband a Step-Son. This relationship proves that Everything happens in life for a reason.   With out the support of my family and friends, I don’t know if our day could have turned out as amazing as it was.

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Jennifer from Real Posh Mom.

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Carly from Living the Scream.

I am thankful for the opportunity to teach my children to serve others. We recently packed 16 shoe boxes for children in need for Operation Christmas Child. I loved watching them pack their boxes full of things that they were excited to give to another child.

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Lisa from Grandma’s Briefs.

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Mindi from Simply Stavish.

I’m thankful for…. my three healthy, happy and energetic little boys!

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Amanda from Dude Mom.

I am thankful for my boys and their brotherhood.  And, trips to Disney!

What are you thankful for this Thanksgiving?

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Throwback Thursday: The Ol’ Family Station Wagon

Remember When the Dad’s station wagon hauled the mobile home & the family all over the country? Roadtrips at their finest!

Also, here’s a Snapshot of the video – using the Snapshot feature in the new YesVideo iPad app. Download the App today at the App Store!

Snapshot created with the YesVideo iPad app

Throwback Thursday: Stickball at the Beach

Stickball! A game requiring a ball, a stick, and a good group of friends willing to get some dirt on their hands. The little slugger in the white shirt is proof that practice makes perfect!

Vintage 8mm film from 1949 transferred at YesVideo.

 

Throwback Thursday – Washington DC in 1960

Family vacation in 1960, touring our Nation’s Capital – Washington D.C.

Vintage footage of the U.S. Capitol Building, the White House, Lincoln Memorial and the Washington Monument – all before the days of digital cameras.

Happy 4th of July!

The Bicycle. The Icon to Childhood Summer Memories.

This article is written by Eber Legarreta, Marketing Communications Specialist at YesVideo. With the approach of this year’s Tour de France, he reflects how the bicycle leads him to remember some of his best summer memories as a child.

This Saturday, June 29, 2013 will be the beginning 100th annual Tour de France. In the world of professional cycling, this is the largest, and most challenging bike race of the year – attracting millions of cycling fans from all over the world to the streets of France.

Maurice Garin. Winner of the first Tour de France in 1903. http://www.letour.fr/le-tour/2013/us/history/

Outside of the grandeur that the race is to the sport of cycling, the Tour celebrates it’s 100th race – following 100 years of history in a sport that relies on a machine that symbolizes the epitome of freedom and adventure before most of us got the keys to our first car. The bicycle.

I must admit I’m biased as a cyclist and fan of the sport; but anticipating the event, I can’t help but get a strong sense of nostalgia – flashing back to my first bike. It was a black and neon orange Huffy bicycle, complete with a shiny set of training wheels. I remember riding all summer, and stealing my Dad’s wrench when a sense of 9-year old bravery led me to remove my own training wheels. A bad idea initially (suffering a few scrapes and bruises), but ultimately rewarding in the end – allowing me to embrace the wind in my face on only two wheels.

It disappoints me that there is no video or photo of this iconic event in my life. Although considering I committed this feat without my parents’ discretion, I only have my young self to blame. But I am thankful for the collection of childhood adventures that would never have occurred, were it not for my group of friends, bright summer sun, and our bicycles.

My new cycling gang. Completing our first 100 mile ride while raising money to cure Diabetes.

The bicycle will forever be an icon for my childhood summer memories – as it transitioned into my passion in the sport today. While I’m not yet a parent; I am an Uncle, and I look forward in excitement to be a part of my nieces nephews’ bicycling experiences. And with today’s access to sports cameras, I can’t wait to strap a camera on their helmets or handlebars to see their expressions as they earn their first sense of freedom on their first bicycles.

Do you remember your first bike? What reminds you of your favorite memories as a kid?