I can't remember when I got the idea to start a journal for our daughter, Tiffany, but I know I started one for Jonathan when he was born in the elevator. I kept their journals on my bedside table along with a journal for ourselves. It wasn't a terribly onerous task to keep up with them. Before falling asleep, I would just jot down something interesting they said or did. It wasn't everyday, but I kept it up until they left home.
When Tiffany was married and had her own child, I gave the precious journal to her. She says she really enjoys reading about the sort of things she did as she watches her own child discover the world around her.
I started one for KC when she was not yet born. We used to call her "Peanut" then.
I've noted that when 3 year old KC came to Hawaii in 2010, she walked into the room and preciously, sweetly said, "Hmmm...This looks familiar."
This is a picture of a ladybug that she drew when we were at the National Parks last spring. I'm happy to see she got the correct number of legs.
Maybe she'll grow up to be an entomologist.
In fall, we visited her in Chicago. I wrote of things she said, did, liked, ate.
I wonder if someday, she'll show it to my great-grandchild. Wouldn't that be something?
When Tiffany was married and had her own child, I gave the precious journal to her. She says she really enjoys reading about the sort of things she did as she watches her own child discover the world around her.
I started one for KC when she was not yet born. We used to call her "Peanut" then.
I've noted that when 3 year old KC came to Hawaii in 2010, she walked into the room and preciously, sweetly said, "Hmmm...This looks familiar."
This is a picture of a ladybug that she drew when we were at the National Parks last spring. I'm happy to see she got the correct number of legs.
Maybe she'll grow up to be an entomologist.
In fall, we visited her in Chicago. I wrote of things she said, did, liked, ate.
I wonder if someday, she'll show it to my great-grandchild. Wouldn't that be something?
