I realized the other day while talking to my sister that we remember some weird things about our childhood that today are very special to us. Mom, you'll get a kick out of these. The two things I REALLY remember being in my house when I was little (like four or five years old) were in our breakfast nook. Maybe I remember these things because I have a fondness for food so I was in the breakfast nook alot just eating. I remember a kerosene lamp that was on a wall in our breakfast nook - I don't know if it was a working lamp or just for decor, and I have no idea if mom still has this lamp, but I loved it. I would dream of being an explorer going through a deep dark forest with nothing but my kerosene lamp to light my path. It was magical to me - so I found one at a store down here in Texas (for $7 no less!) to help bring a little bit of my magical childhood to my home for my son. Now he may never even notice this lamp, but for me, it makes me still feel like that little five year old girl in her secret forest escapade.
The other thing I really remember from my house were some stained glass window hangings that I honestly have no idea where they came from. It may have been a craft my sister or I did, or mom may have just bought them. But I remember them hanging on our windows as long as I lived in that house! I found some clear ones at my favorite store, Hobby Lobby, and also the stain paint to go along with them. JACKPOT! Liam and I made three together - mommy really had to help with these alot because the stain paint is very drippy and it frustrated Liam. We had so much fun though giggling and now our three creations of Liam's choice are hanging on our kitchen sink window. I love them and again, it brings a little piece of my childhood to my son.
Just because my post wouldn't be complete without a little picture of my lima bean, here he is napping (this pic was taken months ago when he still actually took naps at home (sigh) I was cleaning his sheets mid-day and he crashed so poor thing had to sleep with an old sheet, no pillowcase, and his not so masculine blanket that was mine as a baby. But it got the job done and napping commenced! This pic also shows his "big boy bed" with the roll out prevention device up :) The most precious part is that he hasn't figured out that now as a big boy he can get out of his bed by himself which to me is a good thing!!
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