With the coming of summer’s end, I find myself pondering on other things in my world that are also fading. My littlest has grown one year older and is not so little anymore. I have one of my very first smalls leaving in the middle of September, which is tougher than you might think to deal up. She may not be mine, but she is…you know?
And now my middle son is having a birthday…my little Bird is going to be 11. When he has a birthday, so does his little friend named Hi. Hi is a jaguar. He has lived with the Bird and been part of our family since they were both brand new. Hi has been lost several times. He has had “surgery” to put his head back on more than once! Gramma has sewn little coats for Hi when his fur was rubbed right off. Hi has even survived a fire, thanks to his big sister Liz. If there ever was a stuffed toy that has had the nursery magic worked on him…it’s Hi. He is Real.
I find myself worried that whispered conversations between the Bird and Hi are going to be less and less. That as Birdie enters middle school, his little friend will find himself sitting on the shelf more and more often. I don’t know who I am more upset for…Birdie or Hi? With childhood comes such wonder, such tenderness, and a capacity to love unconditionally. My wish for my Birdie as he grows, is that he will keep these precious qualities of childhood, and always have a tender place in his heart for Hi… that he will always hear his little jaguar’s voice answer back.
Now usually we do a little review of the weekly events here on HashBrowns, but today I’d like to do something different. I’d like to hear YOUR story…
Does the little one in your life have a special stuffed or imaginary friend? I would SO love to hear about it! Please share your comments or stories below…it always helps to hear from other parents in all corners of the earth who are having the same kinds of experiences. Don’t you think?
Thanks for stopping by, I look forward to hearing from you…
~Arlee, Small Potatoes