My grandfather made me a beautiful wooden rocking elephant when I was little. He was so talented and could draw amazingly well and was very creative. I don’t think he even had a pattern or anything, he just made it. Anyways, I enjoyed it when I was a little girl, my cousin (who is 14 years younger than me) enjoyed it when she was young, and then my dad brought it up to us when Nathan was a couple years.
I was just upstairs in the attic with Emily (we had moved it up there a year ago or so as Nathan had a tendency to rock over Em’s feet) and she spotted it.
“Mom! Want to ride it!” She knew instantly what it was.
I brought it downstairs and here she is, having fun:
Emily is the perfect age for it, she can ride it perfectly. Nathan can still ride it too. Goodness, I remember riding the thing when I was 10 or so! That’s a handmade toy for you – it lasts forever and ever, unlike most of the cheap crap out there nowdays.
This elephant has really become an heirloom of some sort. So very special. I only wish my grandparents could see her riding it. (Grandpa passed away when I was very young and my dear grandmother right before Emily was born.)
On a different subject, have I mentioned that Nathan loves tornadoes? Well of course I have, it’s a HUGE obsession of his. He switched to a ‘volcano phase’ over the winter where he was super fascinated with anything related to volcanoes. We had recorded some National Geographic show about the Yellowstone volcano and that boy has requested to watch it so many times I’ve lost track. He can quote you more Old Faithful stats than most people are even aware of.
Now he has switched gears back to tornadoes. He still is interested in volcanoes, but now he requests to watch one of the 5 or so tornado/ storm chaser/ type shows we have on our Tivo. Does he ask for Spongebob or Scooby Doo or some other kid-related show? Nope, he likes the technical science shows. It’s awesome really.
Anyways, all I have heard lately is “Oh is going to be a thunderstorm? I see dark clouds!”
Many times a day.
Unfortunately, we live in the wrong part of the country – New Hampshire! – for tornadoes and for that matter, even a lot of thunderstorm activity. But Nathan is obssessed with it and is driving me just slightly crazy with his constant questioning about the weather. And I have to keep telling him that ‘nope, there is no thunderstorm on the forecast.’