Hiding in the igloo that my brothers made one Winter day, I didn't realize that my Dad had arrived home from work. Usually, on warmer days, I bathed my doll in her toy tub on our front porch and when Dad arrived home after a hard day's work, he picked me up and kissed me hello. I always loved when he did that! I thought about dinner as I was growing hungry, but I was secretly enjoying the solitude, away from my brothers, in that igloo!
I love my family very much, but in our household of eight, there wasn't much peace and quiet. It was growing cold even though Mom had bundled me in my warmest coat, and thankfully, I began to sing "Are you sleeping?" despite my teeth chattering, and Dad was able to hear me and find me. He admitted that he had only listened to my singing for a very short time, enjoying it, until he stuck his head into the igloo and called to me and chuckled, "There you are Little Anne!" When Dad brought me into the kitchen, Mom was busy preparing dinner, and my brothers and sister were all doing their chores or working on homework.
I've always wished that someone had taken a picture of one of the igloos that my brothers built each Winter, but if they did, I had not seen it. I know that we still have many records, including 45s, that were common in those days, and I plan to ask my siblings if they have "Are you sleeping?" that I used to love. Dad only lived until I, the youngest, was fifteen years old, and I would love to have that record as a momento!
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