We’re quite a routine-oriented family. So when we make a little break in the routine, even something as ordinary as dinner seems very exciting.

Calista, 2yo, Lauren, David, Brioni, 3yo + Aisha, 5yo, April 2010
We took our dinner outside tonight and ate by the fire.

It’s little things like this that can make terrific memories for kids. I was talking to a friend about our first memories. She remembered routine details about her family’s life and can’t recall any of the big family outings.

When I was three, my family were packing up and leaving Australia, flying first to the United States and then living in Switzerland for a couple months. My memories from our time in the U.S. include missing out on going down a big, spiral slide (because I was too scared) and being woken up in the “middle of the night” by my dad because he wanted us to see the raccoon that was foraging in the garbage cans outside. In Switzerland, I remember some routine events of our lives there as well as “big” outings such as to Berne and a glacier. I certainly don’t remember any of my birthdays before I turned five.

Sometimes I look at our lives and wonder what parts our children will remember. Sure, this blog helps us all to remember. The photos that are posted here display on the monitor as a screensaver throughout the day, and the girls can recite something about most of them.

I wonder how much of this house they’ll remember (if we ever leave), and I wonder if they’ll remember the mundane minutiae of family life in Queensland or the huge, exciting adventures we’ve enjoyed.

I have one trick up my sleeve to save as a deliberate memory-making experience for when they get older. (If your kids are older, you may want to try this.) I want to bake cookies and wake the kids up in the “middle of the night” (which could be as early as 10) to eat cookies and drink milk or hot chocolate, just for the fun of it!