Kids have wild imaginations. That's one of the many things I love about them. Do you remember any magical moments from your childhood?
Theresa Milstein shared a wonderful memory with me: When I was about 4-years-old, I remember listening to the radio and not understanding where the sound came from. I asked my aunt how it worked. She told me there was a man in the radio. I was skeptical.
"But how does he do all the voices?" I asked.
"He's very talented."
Little Theresa at age 6 - what a cutie!
I didn't know whether or not to believe her. For some time afterwards, I'd bring my ear close to the speaker to see if I could hear that it sounded like a man really lived in the radio. I could picture all his furniture inside, like the radio was a miniature house for the little man.
I was an idiot.
No way were you an idiot, Theresa. You were a darling little girl with a great imagination.
Here's a fun fib from Old Kitty:
I'm not a parent but an auntie and the sweetest memory I have of my nephews growing up is this: My nephews were 6 and 4 years old. They came to visit me and my disabled sister. She used a stairlift back then and the boys were fascinated by this chair that went up and down along the staircase. When they asked me how this happened, I said "Little people as small as your little fingers live under the chair and push it up and down". They spent the whole visit peering under the stairlift chair and I felt most mean!
Isn't that a hoot? It goes perfectly with Theresa's story.
So, do you have a parenting or grandparenting fun fib
or another story you'd like to share?
If you're not a parent, memories from your own childhood count, too!
Warning: I might feature your story in a future post.
(Names can be changed to protect the guilty!)
I'd like to thank those who shared a parenting story with me last week.
I'm saving them and will publish some in future posts.
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