For some reason this morning I started thinking about how much of this my kids are going to remember. I know that I will remember a lot of it – probably not all of it, which kind of makes me sad – but I know that I will remember a lot. How much will they remember when they are my age? When do kids really start remembering and making their memories?
Nate already remembers some things. In fact, he remembers a lot more than I ever would have thought he would. He remembers that we went swimming on our vacation – and he wants to go again. He remembers that we met Nana and Pap Pap and Aunt Mare at the seats outside of Sonic and had lunch there when the weather was nice – now that the weather is nice again, he wants to do that again, too! He remembers that Grandma Fran looks at the same moon we do every night and that Elena likes to play the Wii. All things that I wouldn’t have bet on him remembering.
Danika – well, she comes up with the strangest things sometimes. I still see her as younger than she really is, I think. Her speech is something that I’m going to have to deal with sooner or later…probably sooner if I can. Sometimes, though, she will bust out with something really clear and I can understand every word! She loves Little Bear and this morning was reciting it word for word…which amazed me.
When I think back to my childhood, I remember bits and pieces. I almost feel like I should write them down somewhere so that I won’t forget more than I already have! I remember listening to The Rocky Horror Picture Show soundtrack with my parents on Saturdays while eating breakfast. I remember my dad playing the 1812th Overture to wake us up in the mornings during summer vacation. I remember jumping on the bed, breaking it and blaming the whole thing on my sister – then, getting caught! I remember vacations and weekend trips. I remember picnics and Lemon Blend. I remember walking to Dairy Queen and Rosa’s Pizza.
I don’t remember the everyday stuff as much as I would like to. I don’t remember things as clearly as I would like to. I don’t know if anyone does…I wish I could.
Anyway – here are pictures of my kids this morning. An ordinary morning where we aren’t doing anything special. I just snapped them: 1, 2, 3, 4.
Here’s what you looked like on March 31, 2010 little ones…where all we did was play with some toys, eat grilled cheese for breakfast (because you wanted to) and laugh with each other:
