My most embarrassing moment (at least the first one that comes to mind) is when I was about 9 and playing with My Little Ponies. There I was singing little songs and narrating adventures for my equine action figures when I noticed my dad watching me play from around the corner. Suddenly my solitude was shattered by a crashing sense of self consciousness! It's funny how small instances shape self identities — or get remembered as embarrassing.

Now I listen to my son narrating adventures for his trains and singing songs from school, and I understand how charmed my dad was as he listened to me. Ah, the endless and fascinating facets of life!

Since others have contributed Sesame Street memories, here's my favorite: the pinball-machine-counting-to-12-song. It's hard to describe so check out the video! When I get together with my sister, Emily, we end up reminiscing and usually sing this song.