Do you ever watch your kids and suddenly get flooded by a memory from your own past? For example, my older son (OS) has recently been intrigued by the police and fire departments. Every time he talks about or to a police officer, I remember how I accidentally set a jar of peanut butter on fire on my stove requiring the fire department to come to our house. I believe that event was what actually first established OS's interest.
Some memories triggered by my children are far older. I still remember how desperately I wanted to have a two wheeler. My old Hot Wheels was no longer cool. My parents had a system where I earned a star on every day that I behaved myself. When I earned enough stars, I could get a special gift. When I was saving stars to get a bicycle, a kid from across the street assured me that indeed we were allowed ride our hot wheels across the street from driveway to driveway. Apparently my parents disagreed. Just like that I lost two weeks worth of stars. I was later able to make it up by helping my mom take care of my baby brother. I was so excited to go to the bike store and pick my out my red bike with training wheels. I had it forever. In fact, it's still in my parents' basement. I have no plans to use it for any of my triathlons.
Yesterday my parents flew in from Chicago and took my older son (OS) out to get his first two-wheeler. He was so excited. He'd been talking for a while now about how he wanted the green bike at the store. He was thrilled when he could actually take it home (We had told him that it might be a few days since they might not have one built; we were lucky, the color he wanted was siting there waiting for him.) Watching OS reminded me of the day I got my bike. Where did all the time go?
After we got OS's bike and had dinner and ice cream at Friendly's, we returned home to find several cops across the street. An already wired OS got even more excited! We don't know why they were around, but a neighbor said she was going to try to get the scoop today.
A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: A new bike, ice cream, and the cops make a perfect day for a preschooler.Labels: Humor (at least Attempted), Outings and Playgroups, Toys / Clothes / Gear |
Do you mean Big wheel? Hot wheels are the little toy cars, aren't they?
Wow, must have been the day yesterday - I picked the girls up from school and there was an accident on both corners by the school and a total of 8 cop cars (or maybe the same accident but they went different ways - it was hard to tell).