I had a really hard time with this one. I have alot of things that only I love like all my prims and "ugly things" as my family calls them. So after much thinking this is what I got.
The last time I went home to visit my mom I took some photos of the old "barn". When my dad was growing up this barn was used to house the cow and chickens. This is one of the original barns still standing in my hometown. When I was growing up it became my playhouse. I hung curtains in the window, and moved all my dolls and toys right in. I remember making mud pies using moms old pie tins and playing house with my friends. Seeing this once again through my kids eyes was quite amazing. They of course did not see all the memories I did.
The other barn was the old outhouse and storage for the animal feed when my dad was growing up. There wasn't any indoor plumbing in my dad's house. He would walk through the snow and rain to use the outhouse. I got to use it from time to time while I would play in my playhouse and didn't want to run inside to use the bathroom. The "barns" have seen alot of history in my family and they are a very special part of my life. I hope they remain standing for a long time to come.
Thanks for taking a walk down memory lane with me.