What are some of your favorite childhood memories? Are there certain things you do now that remind you of your childhood days? Are there times that your child does something and you flashback to when you were a child? Do you do things with your children that your parents did with you?
Today, I took Nathan to the doctors for a routine appointment. He had to get all of his shots updated so that he will be ready when school starts. He ended up getting four shots...four years old, four shots. Poor baby! The nurse gave him a little pinwheel to blow on while she was sticking him. You should have seen his little face, tears streaming down his cheeks, trying not to cry while concentrating on blowing his little pinwheel. That's the kind of stuff that breaks a mother's heart.
I also had to get some blood work done, so since I was in the area, I went ahead and got that done too. The lady that did it was asking Nathan about his pinwheel and I told her it was because he got shots. She felt so bad that she gave him a lollipop. Then, we went to Target to check out the dollar section (you know me and my obsession with Dollar stores and sections). I also was looking for a cookie jar that I had seen previously. It was marked down to $2.48, I couldn't pass it up a deal like that and ended up getting two of them. We found some other cute things, that I will post about another time. At the check out the woman asked if he brought the pinwheel in with him and I said yes, it was his treat for getting shots. When I told her he got four of them, she felt bad and offered him four stickers (one for each shot), and two mini Hershey bars.
As we pulled into the driveway, I saw that he had fallen asleep and it tugged on my heart a bit more. Poor little guy must be in pain and worn out. So I carried him into the house. At the top of the stairs I hear this little voice say, just put me on the couch mom. Yep, Mommy got played!! My little bugger wasn't sleeping. He was just faking it, so I would feel bad and carry him. He was probably thinking - Suckerrrr! the whole way into the house.
This got me thinking about when I was a little girl and the many times I would pretend to be asleep so my dad would carry me into the house. I remember the day when I was too old for it anymore too (man did I hate that). I loved those times. It gave me a sense of security. It made me feel loved and special. Seeing Nathan do it today, not only reminded me of those days, but also of my dad. I hope my kids will look back one day and remember these times just as fondly as I remember mine.