An Old Photo of Me
Well, now this is not a difficult thing for me to find. It’s just finding the right old photo. With all the Throwback Thursday photo posts on Facebook, this was not too much of a challenge. There were quite a few I had in mind, and one in particular that I wanted to post, but I can’t find.
I settled on these two photos of me when I was 2 years old and was still living in Jamaica. I don’t remember anything about this day, but my Mom would tell me stories about this picture and I’m always fascinated when I look at it. Here I am in this little red dress sitting on this bench and I almost look like I’m hanging on for dear life. It’s just too cute. I especially like that my face is dirty with some food on the side – that just makes me smile. The one below with me looking up at my Mom is priceless in my eyes and it’s another one of my favorites. Pure innocence, love and trust.
Life was so simple back then.
There’s not much else to say, except I’ve always loved these photos and I’m glad I got the chance to share them with you. Thanks for reading.
Favorite Childhood Book
I loved reading as a kid, and I still love reading today. Lots of books come to mind, however, my two favorite childhood books (because I CAN’T just choose one) are Amelia Bedelia and The Very Hungry Caterpillar.
I can’t remember what grade it was, but I do remember checking out Amelia Bedelia from the school library. What a cute and funny read. Amelia Bedelia is hired by Mrs. Rogers to do some chores around the house. Mrs. Rogers leaves the list for Amelia Bedelia and Mrs. Rogers runs her errands, or goes about her day. Amelia Bedelia is many things, and literal is one of them. Before she started tackling the list of chores, she makes a lemon meringue pie. Then, she gets to work. She literally “dresses the chicken” sits down and “draws the curtains” at noon; “puts out the lights” on the clothesline; and “dusts” instead of undust the furniture. When Mrs. Rogers gets home, she is not happy and is about to fire Amelia Bedelia, until she tries a piece of the lemon meringue pie. Mrs. Rogers is willing to let it slide and keeps Amelia Bedelia on and vows to be more specific when making her list of duties for Amelia Bedelia.
This was such a funny read, even my Mom loved this book. Anytime I’d talk to my Mom and mention Amelia Bedelia, she starts laughing and goes right to the dress the chicken scene. Lots of great memories and definitely one of my favorite books.
I was in Kindergarten when I first saw The Very Hungry Caterpillar, and what I loved about this book was how interactive it was. It’s the story about how the caterpillar hatches from its egg and eats and eats and eats. He turns into a cocoon and eventually a beautiful butterfly. I loved the bright, vibrant colors and we got to see how the caterpillar would eat his way through all kinds of foods: 1 apple; 2 pears; 3 plums; 4 strawberries; 5 oranges; as well as pickles; chocolate cake, cherry pie, and cupcake, just to name a few. We learned counting in this book, the days of the week and different fruits, sweets, and other foods.
As a kid, it was the vibrant colors that always stood out in my mind. It always stuck with me. I also remember the odd shape of the book with the plastic covering and the crackling sound it would make when you opened the book and turned the pages. Loved the hardcover version. When Elijah was in Kindergarten in 2010, I was very pleased to see they were still sharing The Very Hungry Caterpillar. Brought me back to my childhood and I was able to share it with my kids. I was even more excited when he brought home the Scholastic Book Order form and it was available to purchase. I was a very happy Mom.
We have a whole library of books and we love to read with our kids.
It’s Easter weekend. This weekend has lots of memories for me. One of my all-time favorite traditions is watching “The Ten Commandments.” I can remember every Saturday night sitting in the living room with my family watching this movie. I called my Mom this afternoon and mentioned it was on tonight. She actually forgot!!! The boys aren’t as excited about this. In fact, they really don’t care. I’d love for them to be part of this every year, but, I guess I still have time.
At the time I started writing this entry, the show wasn’t on. The boys started watching, and my oldest was really getting into it. He was knocked out within 90 minutes of the show, but, at least the seed has been planted.
This got me to thinking about traditions. We all have them. Some are very straight-forward; others take time to develop. The beauty of traditions is that they keep history alive, sparks conversations and creates lots of memories.
|Isaac licking the
banana bread batter
Case in point…keeping with the Easter tradition (as well as Thanksgiving and Christmas), I prepare a turkey dinner with the fix-ins. Where did I learn this? From my Mom and Grandmother. I’d be in the kitchen watching their every move. Today, it’s my youngest who is my shadow. He is ALWAYS watching and helping , mixing and tasting, asking lots of questions and ready to jump into the trenches.
We’ve started our own family traditions as well as adopting traditions from our childhood. There are so many that come to mind, and they keep flooding my brain. Call them whatever you like, but we each carry a memory and pass it down to our families. It’s how we keep history alive, and I have come to realize this importance now that I am a Mom.
What are some of your traditions? What memories do you hold dear from your childhood that you have passed on to your families?
It’s said that it takes 21 days to form a habit. Today is my 21st day blogging – let’s see if this becomes a new habit for me. Thanks for reading and taking this journey with me. It’s much appreciated.