Nostalgia

Posted By on November 20, 2011

Yesterday Sam discovered the joy of candy buttons.  I looooved those as a kid, and well, yeah, let’s admit it, I still love them.  There are just certain candies that never get old.  Sam wanted them so badly in the store but we didn’t think she even understood that they were candy.  When I showed her that you could eat them once we got home, she dug right in.  She just sat on the couch and peeled off one by one and ate every single one.  Once in a while, she would show me a button and say, “Paper.  Off!”  and I tried to explain to her that eating a little paper is just part of eating buttons, but she didn’t go for it.   I had to help her peel the little bits off.  Well, someday I am sure she won’t care.

Tonight I was putting her to bed and we were reading, “I Am A Bunny” by Richard Scarry.  She has been pretty obsessed with this little book about Nicholas the bunny and we read it every night.  I so clearly remember reading this book as a child and just loving it.  It was one of my favorites.  Being able to read it now to my own child is quite an experience.  I told Sam tonight that this was one of mommy’s favorite books when she was a little girl and I asked her which page was her favorite.  My favorite was the one with the dandelions and I admit to hoping it was her favorite too.  I told her I’d turn the pages and she could tell me when we came to her favorite one.  Sam was so quiet the whole time until we got to the page with the frogs and she quickly yelled out, “Favorite!”  It was so adorable.  I expected her to just point to a page, or say, yes, or something like that.  Yelling “favorite” was just too cute.  Ok, so she didn’t have the same favorite page I did, but the fact that she loves the book too is enough for me.

Everyone always says you see the world differently when you have a child because you see everything through their eyes and it is true.  You experience everything all over again like it is new for the first time.  You get to learn about things all over again, to see every detail, to really take it in.  I am loving every single “old” thing that I learn “new” with Sam.  I am learning to slow down, to experience each moment, to not rush the days away.  That is one of the biggest things my daughter has given me.  It is quite a gift to be given a new outlook on life.  To really experience things.  Sam is helping to keep me young, at least in my mind, and I can’t really ask her for much more than that.

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