Antiquing with my Boy
-A few weekends ago, Sun Kissed Boy #1 made a comment after I came home from a visit to the antique store. Actually two comments referring to an old window frame I purchased. One was, “Daddy will say he likes it but he really wont.” (Can’t really argue there. Most of the time Sun Kissed Husband likes the things I bring home but other times, I think he just goes with the flow. Very perceptive of my boy.) The other was, “I can see why people don’t buy that.”
With that in mind, I decided to take him with me this weekend to my antique store adventure. I knew I was taking a big chance. He was either going to love it or I would have to hear big sighs and questions about how much longer we would be there, cutting my visit to the antique store short. I must have been feeling brave Saturday because I was willing to take the chance.
Immediately, I heard comments from him like, “why is everything old looking?” or “why would anyone buy someone else’s old junk?” But then I realized he wasn’t being negative at all. He was genuinely curious. Before I knew it, he was pointing out to me things that I might enjoy taking pictures of. (He knows that I blog and I take plenty of photos for my posts. The fact that he supports it by encouraging me to take photographs makes my heart pitter-patter.)
I explained to him what a card catalog was when he spied the card catalog cabinet.
Remember these?
He was astonished to find out that home computers are a fairly new invention. Before then, there were typewriters. I’m not sure if he understood the concept when I explained how they worked.
He was so funny when he wondered if Shrek and Bob the Builder was around in the “old times”.
He picked out something special for himself.
On our way back home I asked him if he still thought that antique stores were lame. He said, “Not at all. It’s like going through someone’s old home.” I
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