I spent a little time getting lost in Pinterest the other day (as can so easily happen), as I was creating a board full of My Childhood memories. With toys, music and TV programmes flooding into my mind – The Flumps anyone? – I was back there again.
I was fortunate to have had a very happy childhood. I was, and am, very close to my little brother. We spent seemingly endless days playing games (we still know all of the original Guess Who characters by name and can describe them – freaks our spouses out!), pond-dipping, walking in the park, in our make-believe worlds of ‘paint shops’ and ‘schools’ , or sitting on our beds, talking, waiting for the hour or so that it took to load up our computer games, only for it to have an error at the end (kids these days don’t know how easy they have it ;-)).
There I am. Over 30 years ago, in our back garden, of a house that I know we moved out of when I was coming up to four years old. I have flashes where I remember things there. My granddad playing with plasticine with me on our big dining room table. Christmas Top of the Pops on the TV, with a tree in the corner. Playing out in the garden, with my camera, it seems! Not much more, though. I was quite young. We moved and I have many more memories of that next home, until we moved for the final time, when I was 6, and so my memories are plentiful from then onwards, and my mum still lives in that house.
It got me thinking about my children. Up until now, though clearly I’ve wanted to make each day a happy and safe one for them, I’m not sure that they will be remembered by them in years to come. They are still very young. But I think Boo is just at an age where the fun that we have now, may make it’s mark. She’s going to be 4 this week. A big girl. I have memories dating back to then, and a few from before that, so she’s likely to, too. It almost feels like my job’s just become a bit more important.
I like to imagine that if my little Boo is blogging in 30 years time, she will be sharing how happy her childhood was, spent with her little brother. It’s something that I’ll be working towards making sure does happen each and every day…