Last week (yes, these pictures are old!) Rea and I were out and about running some errands. Since everyone outgrew all their clothes and shoes just in time for summer we tried to find some good deals and get a little "back to summer browsing" done. We stumbled upon a quaint little park in the middle of town. After a tasty breakfast we strolled over to this park and sat and just "be'd" for awile. Rea asked me "When you were little did you have fun special days like this with your mommy?"
"Absolutely!!" I said. I told her about one of my favorite memories of "going to town" with my mom. There wasn't much to do when you lived out in the country, 12 miles away from the nearest civilization, so "going to town" was the equivalent of a mini-vacation and always ranked high on my list of things I most looked forward to.
One day we went to the thriving metropolis of Palmyra (MO) and she took me to a Ben Franklin store. There aren't many around anymore, but it was such a cool place, half candy/nic-nacs and the other half sewing/crafts. Yes, it was a young girl's dream!
This particular day she let me buy some wooden-shaped hearts and some craft paints, all in the country colors of blue, cream and mauve that were so hip and happening back in the 80's. We had so much fun painting those little wooden shapes - I'll never forget it! I think we had so much fun that mom ended up painting the paper towel holder and the bread-box in the kitchen!!
Good times.....
Rea, who was listening ever so closely to this story said, "I hope I have lots of memories of you like that when you're old and I'm all grown up." (insert barely-stifled smile here)
Me too, Rea Sunshine.
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