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My firstborn son reminded me yesterday that I used to attempt to conceal Dramamine tablets in Almond Joy bars when he was a little boy. I had totally forgotten! I actually thought it was a really clever idea. MY dad was of the mind to give me Dramamine without the added help of chocolate and coconut. I was just told to “suck it up.”
Randall’s comment scared me… What else did I do or say during his formative years that I simply don’t remember. Memories are way too selective. I remember that I built the boys the coolest fort and hide-out ever known to mankind. It even had turrets for water guns. And I recall going up to the elementary school to have lunch with Randall and his brothers. We took Saturday expeditions from our rural community to go to Walmart, Toys-R-Us, and neat museums on cold winter days. We went camping. And I made up the best bed-time stories ever. They were full of adventure and intrigue. And I always left the boys hanging! The story was continued the next night. I remember those things…
I am firmly convinced that I said and did things that were hurtful or damaging. I remember some of those events too, but my memory is quite selective. I wish the worse thing I ever did to one of my children was disguising the Dramamine. But that’s not true.
That time has passed. My children are adults. I can’t roll the clock back. But I can encourage young parents with a few words of encouragement based on my own experiences.
But most of all…build those memories that they can take with them for the rest of their lives.