This past week I asked my husband to help me find a little bead toy. When I mentioned the toy he knew exactly what I was talking about. I think I called it “the round toy thingy” and he still knew. We searched for the toy where we thought it would be, in a box of meaningful things. While I was putting away laundry this week my husband walked in the room again I started putting away Mia’s socks and things and both our eyes spotted it.
The round bead thingy that has been in the grasp of all three of my children. Kaila started teething around 6 months old and I called my mother in law one afternoon to get some advice on what I needed to do. She talked to me for almost an hour and when she showed up that next week she had this colored bead teething toy for Kaila. Turns out that Brenda knew exactly what would do the trick and Kaila loved that toy until the day we packed it up to save it. We saw the colored beads again when Brooklin turned 3 months old, she too loved it. We took it with us on the air plane, to Disney World, with all of our travels this toy had done thousands of miles with us.
I once again get to see Mia grasp the toy. It’s moments like this that I can’t imagine not having more children. It makes me so sad to think about never seeing another baby grasp this toy. I’ll look back and try to remember how small their hands were, or the sweet smell of their skin. But I know one day we’ll pack away the toy for good.
In a box full of meaningful things.