Today I was reflecting on how simple things from my childhood really stuck. I think I learned how to dream big thanks to Disney. I think Jiminy Cricket taught me that.

I know I didn't quite learn everything I need to know just from kindergarten, but I did learn a lot of the important things. The simple things that stick. The day to day stuff.

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Aylad: If I blow his mind half as much as he blows mine, we better clear the yard. : > )

On an unrelated note – you have an awesome avatar, Aylad.

Kristin T: My daughter’s exactly the same! The other day we were looking at pictures of our old house and we came across a picture with hardwood floors. “Where is the carpet?” she asked. We got rid of the carpet when she was eighteen months and haven’t lived in the house for three years. Crazy. It is indeed daunting, but on those days where we miss, we must aim better the next time. Beating ourselves up does nothing.

Vered: Terrifying really. The heaviest burden I’ve ever shouldered.

B. Wilde: I’ve never heard that before, but it makes perfect sense. Thanks for enjoying it, I always love writing about my children. I’m grateful to have the forum to do it.

A Dad’s Life: That’s a wonderful story. I can relate. I quit my job of twelve years, three years ago because I didn’t want to miss out on their first five years. It’s what led me to this new life, so it was indubitably the right decision.

Vodkamom: You are quite welcome. : > )

Turf Dad: My wife had a horrendous childhood and lost her mother at three. It is amazing to me what she can still remember. Tragic. My childhood was pretty average and I remember shockingly little, though more is coming back to me all the time.

Randi: I LOVED this story Randi. Really, really cool, and I know exactly what you’re talking about. Thanks for sharing.

Kyddryn: The imperfect memories are important too, I believe. They help our children to know that we aren’t perfect and that we make mistakes to. The key is to own them when they are there, rather than ignore that they ever happened.

Sometimes, though, there are things I hope he will forget – especially the moments when I drop my basket and yell or am cruel as only a mother can be. Sigh.

What a beautiful memory picture you paint – I adore those moments (or hours) of fun and silliness.

Shade and Sweetwater,
K

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It reminded me that I had once learned that lesson, but had forgotten it.

When my son was barely two, he liked to fall asleep to music. For a while I played a Beethoven CD, the first song being the Fifth Symphony.

After a few weeks, he asked for a new CD because that first song “is scary.” I suppose its intensity can be frightening to a small child so I found him some new songs with children singing. Much less threatening.

When he was five, he asked me, “How come you don’t ever play that one song anymore? That one you used to play for me?”

Three years later I had no clue what song he was talking about.

He said, “You know…dah dah dah dum. Dah dah dah dum.” And he hummed the rest of the melody.

The funny thing was, he remembered it as a song that he liked.

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Keep up the good work Sean. You are a good dad.

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I really enjoyed the post. Thanks for sharing it.

It reminded me of a time when I was very busy with work and my kids were small. I made myself feel better by convincing myself that they won’t remember whether I spent time with them or not as they’re so young. And, so a couple of years passed until I was remeniscing my early childhood one day and realized that my earliest memories were of times I spent with my mother and father. We weren’t doing anything in particular, I just remember the warm feeling of being with them and that I was happy.

I promptly quit my job and found another one that gave me more time with my kids.

As you said, I can’t control what my kids remember. I can make sure that if they remember their early childhood, they remember the feeling of being with their father and that he loved them so.

All the best

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