You know the saying "a memory like an elephant"? I have no idea what that means. But if the elephant's have an impressive, almost absurd memory, then Stephen fits that description.
Last night in the car, he was almost dozing off and looked at me and said, "Mom, you remember when we did Show and Tell?"
"Um, no." Wracking my brain trying to think of when he did show and tell since he doesn't go to school. Church? The day he went with my mother-in-law to the school she worked at (in February)? I can't think of anything...
"And Zachary slept in the Pack'n'Play and I slept with you."
"What?"
"What's it called? Show and Tell?"
DING! goes my lightbulb!
"Oh, you mean the HO-TEL!"
"Yeah, yeah...the hotel...we stayed at a hotel."
But I'm still trying to think of the last time we stayed at a hotel. Over a year at least. Then he starts talking about his Auntie Alison and the stairs and how she gave him a banana.
"What??"
"And we watched Playhouse Disney! Remember, Mom?"
"No, sweetie, I don't." When did we see Alison while we were staying in a hotel....and why does he remember watching TV?
DING! goes the other lightbulb!
"OHHHH! You mean when we stayed at Auntie Alison's apartment. That wasn't a hotel, that was where Alison lived."
"Yeah, yeah....we stayed with her because we didn't have a home."
WHAT?!?!
"No, sweetie, we had a home, it was just really far away so Auntie Alison let us stay at her home."
This whole scenario had to be a year and a half ago. He was 2. I don't remember half the details of that weekend. But Sweet Hubby is telling me that he's right. He did watch Playhouse Disney and Alison gave him a banana. Not to mention that the whole conversation was kind of random. There was no purpose in that walk down memory lane...I guess it just crossed his mind as he was dozing off.
Makes me worried about what he'll remember about me and his childhood....
Friday, October 06, 2006
Of Elephants, Show and Tell and Being Homeless
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4 comments:
It's funny the things you latch onto when you're a kid. The only thing I remember about visiting one of my dad's aunts was that she was out of cereal and let me eat graham crackers with milk for breakfast. :)
I'm so glad you got to the bottom of what he was talking about - good detective work! It really is amazing the details we hang onto as kids.
I've totally had the same experiences with my kids! It's so crazy how much they really have stored up in those little brains! My oldest likes to bring up the trip to Oklahoma for great grandma's birthday and eating birthday cake and playing with distant-distant cousins. If she was even two when this happened, she was just barely two! And she, too, has a t.v. memory to go with it-- watching PowerPuff Girls with her cousin in the hotel. Huh? Oh, okay. :)
Okay, so I know you're busy and all, but post every once in awhile when you're this pregnant! Everything okay?
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