My crew-I love 'em!We went on a family bike ride and picnic today. It was just a beautiful day-not too hot, plenty of interesting things to see like cows, fish, turtles, horses, mountains. At one point Jack asked if we could ride beside each other so we could talk. "Sure. What do you want to talk about?" He didn't know so we talked about what we missed from Charlotte and the things we like about Blacksburg. It got me to wondering what my children will remember from their childhood.
Do you ever have a memory that you can't quite get a grasp on? It comes and goes so quickly and you can't really even describe it? But you know. You know what surrounded that memory. For me, it often happens when I get a whiff of something. Like petunias. They remind me of hot summer evenings in the white house I grew up in. I remember planting them with my mom but there's more. Just a quick blur of playing outside, coming in for dinner? And the smell of the house when we can leave all the windows open. That takes me to my grandma's. That same clean, fresh smell. Her house is always clean, but that's another post! And for some reason whenever I notice woodsmoke in the air I think of my Papa Crouse and Christmas. Not sure why. Fresh cut grass-something to do with field hockey practice or walking on my driveway after a school orientation one year. Middle school? High school? There are others.
What will I remember about the kids? Will I remember Jack's laugh as I looked back and tried to beat him in our bike race? Samuel's giggle when we tickle him? Kayla's big grin and the way she does this little hum and makes her voice go up and down when she's helping Samuel? So many things...
I hope whatever the trigger, my kids will have sweet memories, too.
1 comment:
oh this brings tears. I have forgotten a lot, but am surprised how much my kids remember and remind me of now that they are adults. it's fun to talk to them and hear these things--from their perpsective..
Looks like Jack's teeth are coming in!
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