Isla and Grammy played on the floor with toys while the adult children conversed.
I cannot take my eyes off her...everything she does is the BEST EVER!
She is developing her ability to hold onto things, to pick them up and to put them into containers...
she loves the IPHONE app of animal sounds...laughs and grins and
grabs the IPHONE and tries to put it in her mouth!
Grammy does not have an IPHONE yet. (but if it would make Isla happy I'd buy one!)
Memories bubbled up and moments of "I remember when" surfaced...
oh! when you were this age...
and you had this habit of...
and her red hair is so like that of Mr. HB's cousins...
maybe it was the same shade that you had back in the day...
I think there is a lock of hair in the trunk.
Memories might be blurred and skewed compared to the notes and journals that one might keep to record events and milestones...
family artifacts...
baby books with weights and heights and dates are reliable sources for comparison.
We have several trunks in storage downstairs,
our daughter asked us to bring them up and open the contents...
so son and able Mr. HB dug them out and brought them upstairs...
after a dusting and a quick vacuum of the exteriors we were assembled and ready...
and they were opened...
there was a musty smell infiltrating the air...
it's been years since they have been opened
cautiously and reverently we proceeded to explore the inner depths...
The contents spilled forth trinkets of nostalgia and memorabilia...report cards, baby clothes
a party dress
a knitted dress from Greece
a Junior Crew shirt from Poppie's boat
books, cards, a family Bible, school annuals, pictures, a minor league hockey jacket (Mr. HB's)
hand crocheted baby blankets made by great grannies...
and scrapbooks...
with concert stubs, dried corsages from dates and graduation,
cards and love letters...
a blue garter...circa 1974
and my wedding dress!
Lovely daughter absented herself to put it on....
I wished that she had put on the veil and the train...
I am looking into finding a cleaner who will preserve this for the future...
after all it is nearly 37 years old.
I find it amazing that it fits her like a glove...
she is her mother's daughter.
I however cannot fit into it so it's appropriate that I model the veil!
Tonight I am feeling very happy and grateful
I have so many wonderful things that I have been blessed with...
fate
destiny
and choice
have all played their hand in my getting to here...
What a colourful tapestry
of so many memories....