From The Past: January 26, 2007

Last night, I held Ashley in my arms as if she were a baby, with a soft, snuggly blanket wrapped around her body. She was warm as toast and it felt so good holding her in my arms.

I teased her and asked if she would like to stay home from school and watch Barney and Friends, Baby Faces and Pongo & Perdita. I told her I would make her a hotdog for lunch, cut it into tiny pieces, and put ketchup on the side. I could read 101 DALMATIANS. She could have some chocolate pudding. We could play on the floor of her room with her toys and then maybe take a nap.

Her reply was simple, “Everything except Barney.”

I know she has outgrown Barney. I also know that I haven’t had to cut up her hotdogs for many years now, but it’s fun to reminisce. I loved spending every single day with her, talking and singing to her, watching her learn new things.

Things that I found ordinary, like a ball of yarn or my pots and pans, she would find extraordinary and fun.

This is when she discovered the oil:

Finding hidden treasures in the kitchen cabinets:

She wore these coke boxes for shoes:

It was so much fun seeing things through her eyes. It’s this way with all kids if you stay around them long enough and listen to what they say. They can be hilarious.