Yesterday I shared with my grandparents how I took our 7 month old baby camping in freezing weather. I certainly expected to be chided for my foolishness. My fear of being "in trouble" melted away to smiles of joy as they encouraged me. In my grandfather's words, "you gotta break 'um in." My grandmother shared how the Eskimo people would strip the babies of their clothing and tuck them inside the mothers clothing...skin to skin.
They also shared with me how they used to go fishing with my mother when she was about 7 months old. They would make a "bed" out of a dresser drawer, lining it with blankets. This "bed" would be laid in the bottom of the boat or rested on the shore of the water...were ever they fished she was there with them.
My silly grin over the thrill of being exonerated changed to one of amazement. I knew my grandparents liked to fish. In fact my grandfather would take a bunch of us grand kids fishing during the summer. He would untangle the lines for us, and make sure we didn't hook each other.
Why was I amazed? My husband and I are not so different from them. They took all their kids out fishing, some thing they loved to do. Here I am two generations later taking my kids out to do some thing we love, camping.
Get to know your parents and grandparents, you might just find out you have a lot in common.
2 comments:
Unexpectedly, your sharing revealed that you do have a lot in common. That must be interesting. Thanks for sharing how to keep warm.
You will not find me fishing in cold water. I'm looking forward to spring.
Happy New Year.
Jessie, aren't you in Virginia or some place north? We live in Florida where you can garden all year long. I do miss the seasons, but it is nice to be able to do activities in the "off" season when there are fewer people.
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