I have been slowly sorting through many year’s worth of neatly boxed items. These boxes include everything Alyssa has ever touched or at least it looks that way. I also have just about the same amount of Brittany’s things. Go ahead and laugh, but I have been unable to throw away or give away any toy, article of clothing, book, coloring book or scrap of paper that they ever used. I know. You think I am pathetic. I have “Alyssa” so why do I need “things” you might be thinking…but each “thing” has a memory. I look at the scribble of crayon across Ariel’s face (The Little Mermaid) in the coloring book and the backwards “y” written in her name and I remember…tiny fingers holding the crayon ever so carefully and with the deepest of concentration as she moved it across the page. Oh my goodness, I can smell the crayons and her freshly washed hair right now.
So as I open a box and see these things, I find that I still can’t let any of them go. Alyssa thinks I am crazy. Brittany “used” to think I was crazy. Alyssa is obsessed with “cleaning out” stuff. You won’t ever find her on the show “Clean House” unless she is hosting it! For real! Who has a closet with the hangers all evenly spaced and clothing hanging in color order from lightest to darkest? Alyssa…Repeat after me, “I am OCD.”
I remember at the end of last year as she was cleaning out her school stuff, she tossed an English spiral notebook filled with pages, all written on, into the garbage bag. As I reached for it she said, “Mom, don’t you dare touch it.” I tried to tell her that some day she might want to see it again, and she just glared at me with a look that said, “If you touch it, I’m going to jump you to get it back.” I left it in the bag with the intention of waiting until she went to sleep to pull it out. Oh, but Alyssa is a bright girl and knows her mother far too well! After I left her room, she also disposed of all kinds of wet empty bottles from her bathroom and put them in the same garbage bag. I think she added extra water for good measure all over everything in the bag. I found that out the hard way. That notebook stayed in the trash.
Now Alyssa is half way through her sixteenth year and Brittany is nearly twenty-two and I still haven’t thrown any scribbling into the trash. I may be a hopeless case and lost cause. I have actually come up with a new excuse to keep it all since the sentimental reason doesn’t cut it with Alyssa. If she grows up to do something that makes her “famous,” I will have everything chronicled and she can have a little museum like Elvis Presley! Isn’t that a great reason to keep the scribble? It could happen!!! I already hear her disapproval!
I find the word “scribble” to be a wonderful endearing term (even if Webster’s Dictionary disagrees with me) and it always brings recollections of Alyssa and Brittany’s sweet marker, finger painting and crayon days.
Ahhh, the memories….
Now, back to the present…
I am a follower of Erin’s blog called “The Mother Load” and she has given me an award called the Superior Scribbler.
I just love the name of that award! I remember when I first read the description of Erin’s blog. It starts out with “How a mother of twins survives…” and ends with “…sanity” and I cracked up laughing. She sounded rather busy and I hadn’t even read her first posting! The other day she wrote a posting entitled “Just Call Me Amazon Woman” and I could so relate. I don’t think she is large…she just has short friends! Look at the positive…if an elevator breaks down and it is full of people, she and I will have fresh air because we stick out above everyone else on the elevator! So here are those lovely rules and I will try to stick to passing it on to just five people this time. Let’s see how I do…
1. Each Superior Scribbler must turn and pass on this award to 5 of the most deserving blogs.
2. Each Superior Scribbler must link to the blog and name the author from which he/she received the award on his/her blog. Click on Lee’s blog to see her original post.
3. Each Superior Scribbler must display the award on his or her blog, and link to this post.
4. Each blogger who was awarded Superior Scribbler must visit this post and add their name to the Mr. Linky list. That way we’ll be able to keep up-to-date on everyone who receives this prestigious honor.
5. Each Superior Scribbler must post the rules to their blog.
Now…I pass this little gem on to:
- Baby Makin(g) Machine
- All That And A Box Of Rocks
- Nanny Goats In Panties
- Transparent Mama
- Dry As Toast
If you haven’t visited these blogs before, give them a peek today and congratulate them on their awards!
Wow! I followed the rules and chose only five blogs!
(Patting myself on the back and doing a little dance in the middle of the living room while no one is looking…okay, maybe we can’t actually call it “dancing”…just don’t tell Alyssa or she’ll give me that speech about Beyonce’ again!)
Lauren says
Great post. I'm a pack rat to the Nth degree…I keep everything. So does my mother. Between us both I think we could chronicle the lives of our family in knick knacks, lol. I agree with you though, every little thing holds a memory, sometimes something you wouldn't think of without seeing the object. I love my pack-rattery and will probably never be broken of it. 🙂 And congrats on your award! Oh, and p.s. – I adore those scribble dancers at the bottom of the post! They make me happy.
Tammy Howard says
Scribble IS a delightful word!
Oh Sew Good says
One man's trash is another's treasure. Who is to say whether you keep your stuff or don't is right or wrong? I think it's sweet. Personally, I don't keep everything but I do keep a lot and not just for me, for my daughter when she grows up and wishes she would have had things to remember her childhood by.
Lisa says
Pack rat here, too. It's a curse somedays; other days it's a blessing!
Thanks for the award. I still have a couple that I haven't posted. I need to get on the ball!!!
Lisa @
All That and a Box of Rocks
Stacey says
I use to keep everything my son did. I finally made myself get rid of it, but I kept a few things. When my mom died a couple years ago, I was going through her dresser and found papers she had kept of mine. It's just a mom thing!
confused homemaker says
It's hard to separate the memories from the things. I find that I want to hold onto them because it's part of who they were & I don't want to let that slip away.
kyslp says
Years ago I held on to things for the memories. I got tired of moving them around though. Now I don't like to keep anything and purge too much. (Sometimes I have to go buy the same thing that I gave away!)
Congrats on the award!
ItsKelly says
Love the photos of your girls scribbling. Adorable!
Unknown Mami says
Scribbling rocks!
Judy Harper says
I can relate! I'm trying to scan all my pictures with the intent of once they're scanned, give the actual picture to those in the photo. I get so caught up at looking at the picture and remembering the event that it is slow progress!