Sweet memory lane
I found myself in n “old-time” lolly shop a few days ago and got very nostalgic as I looked through what they had on offer – Big Boss Cigars, Martian Gum, Sherbert Fountains, Pop Rocks and so on. There were even the candy cigarettes that we used to love as kids – although, sadly, not the chocolate ones that looked like real cigarettes. We used to stand outside the shop, pretending to smoke and when old ladies came past we’d ask, “Gotta light, luv?” and think we were very funny and sophisticated.
So I bought a couple of Big Boss Cigars and a few packets of Pop Rocks and took them home to my 5 year old daughter. The look on her face when she first tried the Pop Rocks was amazing – as was the amount of laughter that accompanied it all. She immediately had to run through the house and share them with every one.
I guess that’s one of the best things about kids – being able to re-live some of the great events of childhood. Like the first time you ate Pop Rocks, or when you first cleared that jump on your BMX, or the great dam you made in the creek at the park.
I love watching my daughter when she’s making cubby-houses in the lounge, dressing up, or throwing mud pies against the side of the house. Or her enthusiasm recently when she first manaaged to get all the way along the monkeybars in one go. And since she’s only five and the boy’s only 5 months, I guess I’ve got a lot of this sort of thing ahead of me.
