I just love re-living my childhood through my own children. Here's a perfect example tonight. Wes was in the bathtub, nose just millimeters away from the faucet, sticking out his tongue at his own reflection. Don't you remember doing that exact same thing? I do. Suddenly I time-warped back 30 years to my first discovery of how that was really cool.
It rained today, and although we're used to it by now, we still don't have the proper rain gear for our children. But we played in it anyway. We went on our almost-daily bike ride/walk (W & K on big wheels, S in the stroller with me jogging to keep up with the hoodiloos), around the corner and down the street to a public basketball court. The court's surface is wavy/hilly, I'm not exactly sure why, other than it rains a ton here and I'm sure surfaces can only take so much over the years; but the small hilliness of it is why we frequent it after a rainfall. Puddles gather and our little adventurers love it. They make tire tracks with their bikes and Sophie ends up washing her face in it, every time. We took some sidewalk chalk along with us and had a grand time.
While there I kept thinking, "wow, they're really getting wet", but then again I thought, "I remember wading through puddles with my canvas shoes and feeling my socks soak up water like a sponge." So I hope they're making memories that they'll look back on too, no matter how ordinary they may be. Plus there's nothing like a warm bath after fun in the puddles.
I've also come to the conclusion that for the first few years of our children's lives, they're going to be the same thing for Halloween for two years in a row. I don't think they'll mind these first few years, maybe by the time they're 8 they'll say, "heyyyy, wait a minute ... I was this last year." Wes and Kate were the same thing last year as the year before, but that was because I didn't get on the stick early enough, using our move as an excuse. And it will work again this year because we'll be in a new place next year.
So I went to get the first of the material tonight. Sophie will be Dorothy; Kate, Glinda (she wants to be a princess, so we're using this as the princess option); Wes, the tinman; Matt, the scarecrow; Me, the wicked witch - although I think I'll bypass the green makeup. Doesn't every mom have to be a witch for Halloween at some point? I think it's an unwritten rule.
I figure I'll get started on the costumes and if I find they're beyond my sewing capabilities I'll be saved by my mother, who's coming to visit in October (surprise Mom! You didn't know 'sewing' might be on the agenda:)) No, actually Kate's is all done, minus some sort of sweater or shawl, for the weather. We got a great hand-me-down pink dress that she absolutely loves and it's a perfect princess costume. Add a crown and I think we're in business. For Matt's scarecrow costume I have an African Traditional outfit from my mission that is about 5 sizes too big and very manly looking. So I figure just add a little straw or raffia out the sleeves and make him a floppy felt hat (he's so going to love this;)). And I don't think a witches costume for me needs to be complex. So it's Sophie and Wes' costumes that I need to get going on. But I'm so excited.
So here's to childhood! Once for our own, and once for our children's, who gratefully, allow us to experience ours again with them. (commas were never my forte, sorry about the misuse of them ... I keep saying I'm going to email my HS English teacher for a refresher course, or maybe just google the proper usage;))
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