For The Love of Strings

Posted on October 17, 2009. Filed under: Mommy Moments, The Parenting Thing |

Punk has been finding every reason in the world to get out of bed tonight.   The latest reason was a long string on her pants.  I pulled it off and rolled it into a ball. 

As I did so, I remembered an endearing/disturbing habit ChickenFried had when he was younger.  I mean young — 18 months – 24 months.  He would find a string, any string.  He would roll it into a ball between his little fingers and hold it.  It was his treasure for the day.  When we would get out of the car seat, he would place the little string ball on his seat.  When we came back to the car, he would find his little string ball and begin to roll it between his fingers again.  He would hide the little balls away like a squirrel hiding nuts, and come back later to find his little treasure.  It always amazed us that he would remember when he put them. 

He’s outgrown his little habit, and I’d honestly forgotten about it until tonight.  How sad that things can so quickly slip our minds only to be recalled at odd moments later in life.

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