Growing Up Again

Do you ever feel like you are reliving you childhood through the eyes of your own children?  Not that you make you children do the things you never had an opportunity to do, or pushing your own dreams on them, but more in the everyday kid of stuff.

Right now my daughter has 2 loose teeth and she was asking how they would fall out.  I began telling her some of my tooth losing stories, and now she talks about them all the time.  She actually hopes to lose one of her teeth in an apple just like I did.  I actually lost one tooth in a piece of soft corn bread (that tooth must have been really loose), and another one in a glass of water (and this one was even more loose).  Actually, we were at a wedding reception and this would have been my third tooth to lose.  I was thirsty and took a drink of my water.  Water that was in a fancy, stemmed, crystal glass.  When I set it back down there was no longer a clear glass of water, but rather it was a red and bloody with my tooth inside.  I was a shy person and embarrassed easily, so you can imagine that I was mortified!  All the same, I survived that evening to grow up and have a daughter of my own, and am now looking forward to all of her tooth losing stories.

Another thing I have thought about lately is growing!  My son is rounding out again.  You know, that roundness little kids get just before yet another growth spurt?  Well, that is what is happening to my little 2-year old.  It has me remembering how I would grow, and how my legs would ache.  I would solicit my Dad to rub them as hard as he could to alleviate the achiness, but he would stop all too soon saying that he was afraid he would break my leg!  Thankfully my kids have not experienced growing pains thus far, but those pains are not that far from my memory.  Or, what about that time in high school when everyone has that last big growth spurt?  When boys sometimes grow and entire foot and girls get at least a little height.  I remember that age.  I began to round out a bit, just like all of my friends, but I just watched them grow and nothing happened to me.  Well, not nothing.  I just shed the weight and didn't grow.  So 5' 3" I still stand.

It is those kind of memories I seem to be reliving through my children, and I am enjoying every one of those moments.

Do you have any childhood memories, or things you seem to live out a second time while raising your own little's?