Sweet Nothings

Looking At You, Kid

Remember how it felt like you were holding a star whenever you caught a firefly? Ah, to poke holes in those metal jar tops again...

This weekend is my beloved’s birthday, so I’ve been spending all non-working hours of late hatching plans for unique desserts and celebrations. I don’t have the money to buy big gifts or fancy dinners, and this means I’ve had to get creative. I don’t want to give away any surprises, but I will say my main goal for the weekend is to make my future hubby feel like a kid again. After all, isn’t a romp into the carefree jungle gyms of 1983 just what the doctor ordered for every busy adult? At the very least, I know thinking about childhood pastimes has made my persistent cold vanish over the last week and a smile appear, so I say screw apples and chomp on the fruits of memory lane every day instead. To help you get started feeling good, goofy and glorious just in time for the weekend, here are some bits of nostalgia that have struck a particular chord with me as I’ve perused party-hat aisles and baby photos…

The day I started playing with these female Fisher-Price dolls instead of the firefighters and He-Men figurines marked the end of my friendship with the boy next door...Would you still have played with me?

My sisters and I collected illustrated jam jars like these and used them for our glasses of milk before bedtime...Do you remember eating jelly out of these?

Ooh, how the smell of flames and firewood makes me long for charcoal-crusted hot dogs, s'mores and scary stories...Anyone want to plan a summertime slumber party?

Photos (in order of appearance) are from A Colorful Mind, How Now Design, Etsy and We Heart It, via Pinterest.

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3 Comments

  • Reply Pat Oey February 19, 2011 at 11:42 am

    Those Fisher-Price wooden dolls brought back childhood memories for me, too!

  • Reply Jennifer February 28, 2011 at 4:48 pm

    Tony’s mother recently returned his childhood Teddy Ruxpin to him (sans both eyes, I might add) – I think he was slightly embarassed, but I had one too and I was both weirded out and giddy thinking about all of the amazing memories I had shared with my talking teddy bear.
    Thanks for sharing 🙂

  • Reply J. R. Coté February 28, 2011 at 6:47 pm

    I’m now mesmerized by visions of a Teddy Ruxpin with Xs stitched over both his eyes. He is babbling in a garbled, mechanical voice, and is rapidly securing a spot for himself in my nightmares tonight…Isn’t it strange how childhood memories can be sentimental and creepy at the same time?

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