Yesterday I got to spend an afternoon with Gavin the Great, my 3 year old grandson. His dad and mom have been doing a great job preparing him for the new baby due to come Christmas Eve. When they cut a tree (in our family a Christmas tree isn’t a Christmas tree unless you cut it down) they got him a cute little tree for his bedroom. Something extra special for this extra special Christmas.
A job on my list was to string lights on Gavin’s tree. In a moment of inspiration I decided to do this before he took his nap. As I strung the lights around his bed and tree, Gavin went into hyper-wonder.
“Look at the lights, Nana!” he kept repeating.
I thought about how one string of lights (price tag: $8) brings a bit of magic and delight into a child’s life. One of those tips I wished I had figured out twenty five years ago!
This picture is wretched photography, but it gives you an idea. The tree is to the left.
“I miss myself as a baby.”
He was serious. But I think the outfit he was wearing might have been a favorite.
Three years old is bit young to be nostalgic, wouldn’t you say?