Fond Memories of My Childhood

I have many fond memories, but I don't know if I have one individual significant fond memory that springs to mind. One with your father was pretending to be a train? A donkey. He'd take a carrot. Better than nothing. It is a bit of a running joke in the Benson household. And if any of you are crouching on the floor, like for a cable or something, sometimes you jump on each other and donkey ride, donkey ride. Breaking each other's back as adults. Maybe I could do that one day. Uh, not sure that would be a after art wedding. If you become a Benson, maybe. Oh. I think I'll skip the donkey ride