I’ve been thinking so much about my mom lately…primarily, I think, because we’re going through a major life change without her here. I’d so love for her to be able to see the new house and experience this time with us.
I asked Bennett today if he had any actual memories of my mom…not things that he knows about Nana just because he’s heard us talk about them or seen pictures. After all, he was just over 3 when she died; I wasn’t sure how clear his recollections of her would be.
He immediately said, “I remember 2 things for sure. One is that we baked cookies and muffins with Nana a lot. And sometimes mac and cheese. The other one I remember is her reading lots of books to us. Especially at bedtime when we spent the night at her house.”
I was beyond pleased that he had his own memories of her! I don’t know that they’ll last to adulthood, but I’m happy that they’re there now. And I know that Mom would love to know that she’s remembered for baking and reading with him.
Now, off to read with my two little guys before napping/quiet time. My mom would be so proud of Bennett’s emerging reading skills 🙂