Wednesday, April 11, 2012
I've been a collector of things all my life. I had a million collections as a child and still have many of my collections today: postcards, Archie comic books, pencils, buttons, thimbles, cat cards, Nancy Drew books, etc., etc. I encouraged my children to collect things as well, though I've come to realize now that I've collected their collections now, too.
For instance, I started them each on collecting souvenir pennies from our various vacation spots. Whenever I see a penny machine, I start digging in my purse for change and send them over to pick a pattern, line up the image, and start cranking. Once the flattened penny clinks into the tray at the bottom, I hold out my hand, generously offering to hold their souvenirs in my purse for safekeeping. They always hand them over and then never mention the pennies again. I don't think either child even knows where "their" collections are stashed.
But I know.
I just added two more pennies from Tybee Island and Savannah to the ones from New Orleans, Kennedy Space Center, The Alamo, Chicago, the Cincinnati Zoo, Nashville, San Francisco, Washington, D.C. and all the others.
It's such a fun collection. Fun for the whole family in a way. I like it almost as much as the postcard collection my daughter claims to have...