It’s Not All Mary Poppins

I Love that Boy!

Adam was three and a quarter when little Emma was born; Haley was seven and a half. As you may recall from a previous post, Adam and Haley were both present for Emma’s birth. A few days after her birth, Adam presented me with a “picture” that he had drawn, and then directed me to “Write my words, mummy”. We often did that for his artwork – a dictated description of what he had created for those less well versed in scribble-interpretation. This one, though, was special:

This thing still gets me all teary…

August 28, 2005 - Posted by | my kids

15 Comments »

  1. That is so sweet!!! I treasure the artwork I have too.

    Comment by Misfit Hausfrau | August 28, 2005 | Reply

  2. Too sweet.
    And that’s all.

    Comment by kimmyk | August 28, 2005 | Reply

  3. Aw! We did/do that, too; the dictated artwork description.

    Awesome!

    Comment by misfit | August 28, 2005 | Reply

  4. Hausfrau, kimmy, misfit: Isn’t this stuff great? Glad you liked it, too. I have to find a central storage area for this stuff, or I’m going to lose it. You’ll note that this picture was a bit crumpled. It is indeed, sweet. Do you guys have a system?

    Comment by Mary P. | August 29, 2005 | Reply

  5. Right now I just keep large plastic tubs in one of the closest upstairs. Each kid has his/her own tub (with a lid). We write dates on the stuff we want to keep.

    Eventually I’ll incorporate a lot of the stuff into their scrapbooks. I’m only on year one for Christopher, but I have grand plans!

    Christopher’s larger artwork (and it’s quite good; I may do a post on just that today) will eventually be framed to hang on the walls.

    Comment by misfit | August 29, 2005 | Reply

  6. Misfit: my aunt (only 7 years older than me, and with four boys) had a system that incorporated samples of their school work as well. Do you have those fancy-schmancy scrapbooks with the cut outs and edging and little word balloons? I fear that with my youngest entering grade 7 in the fall, this sort of thing is probably too late for me. I don’t know where half the stuff is – I found that note when I was trying to find something else in the bedlam that is our basement.

    Poop. 🙂

    Comment by Mary P. | August 29, 2005 | Reply

  7. That message is adorable.

    Many years ago, I got a visit from my grandmother and she had a surprise for me: a big zip-lock bag containing little mementos and all sorts of drawings I had done at her house when I was a kid. It wasn’t anything fancy, just stuff she had saved up. I still have it; it brings back a lot of good memories.

    Comment by snaars | August 29, 2005 | Reply

  8. Don’t feel badly, Mary, or feel like you’ve missed the boat.

    My mother, on my wedding day, gave me an album (nothing fancy, just the plastic pages) of little pages of artwork I had done through my school years, ribbons I had won, great report cards (there weren’t that many!), a few photos…it was WONDERFUL. She said she had been saving stuff for YEARS and finally went through it all. She put in the best of the best and threw the rest away, guilt-free.

    Of course, I burst into tears at the thought of my mother laboring over that album, meaning to give it to me on my wedding day…sort of “realeasing” my childhood.

    Oh, crap. I’m all teary now.

    Comment by misfit | August 29, 2005 | Reply

  9. Oh, that’s so nice! And you’ve given me something to hold on to: though I may not have done such a good job of saving my own childrens’ stuff, there’s always the possibility of GRANDCHILDREN!! Woo-hoo!

    Oh, and Haley, in case you’re reading this? No pressure, sweetie: I don’t want any from you for AT LEAST five years! I want you to have the fun of being a grown-up for a bit, all on your own, first. Maybe ten, or even fifteen!

    Comment by Mary P. | August 29, 2005 | Reply

  10. Years, that is, not grandchildren. Please. 🙂

    Comment by Mary P. | August 29, 2005 | Reply

  11. Misfit: you must have posted your comment while I was composing mine, and I didn’t see it till just now.

    What a beautiful thing for your mother to do! Those gifts are worth the very most, aren’t they, because they show you how much you’ve been loved all your life.

    Okay. I really MUST get my act together so I can do something like that for my kids. I’m inspired!

    Comment by Mary P. | August 29, 2005 | Reply

  12. My god, people, I’m all weepy just reading the comments–and I already needed a kleenex when I finished the actual POST. Sheesh.

    Misfit, I love the plastic boxes idea. We have piles and piles and PILES of I don’t know what all on the boys’ desks, but it needs to go somewhere. And that’s a great idea.

    Now stop with the sentiment, will ya?

    Comment by Susan | August 29, 2005 | Reply

  13. Such great ideas! We have an old chest of drawers in the basement and I just keep stuffing the drawers with their art. Not the best way to display things…

    Comment by LoryKC | August 29, 2005 | Reply

  14. Phew, good Mum. You scared me there. 15 grandchildren in 5 years? How would I possibly live up to that expectation? Fertility drugs here I come…

    Comment by Haley | August 30, 2005 | Reply

  15. Phew, indeed. Glad we’re on the same page on this one.

    Comment by Mary P. | August 30, 2005 | Reply


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