Wednesday, September 19, 2012

The Cauldron of the Universe

In case you couldn't tell, I'm the clown.
This summer, while cleaning up after one of our group dinners that we always make with the gang on Lake Huron, I had a flash back.  With spaghetti pot and dish towel in hand I burst into song.  When my sisters and I would do the dishes after dinner, we named the biggest pot "The Cauldron of the Universe." and when we put it away, we would dramatically hold it over our heads and sing "The Cauldron of the Universe!" over and over, our voices getting louder and higher as we did until we usually collapsed in giggles, or something like that.

That's just the kind of kids we were.  I started singing it in that moment, and when I explained the song to my friend Dustin, his response was "you just HAVE to have kids!"

It's funny.  Do I think good childhoods make people good parents?  No, not exactly, but there is something about becoming a parent that seems like an exciting way to revisit your childhood.  I think about my childhood every single day, and I would say that all of those memories are happy ones.  I still remember words to the many songs my sisters and I made up and the rules to the games we also made up.  We preferred to play made up games, almost exclusively.

I'm not sure where I'm going with this post, other than that memory and childhood are a funny thing, and I think you can bring them with you into adulthood in a really great way.  Even if you don't have children, you can still make up silly songs about your cats and husband and play made up games together too.  But I also think it would be really fun to do that with your own kid.  Holidays and birthdays, the first day of school and summer vacation, that's got to be tons of fun to do all over with your children and see what they come up with too.  A lot of my memories technically have nothing to do with my parents, it wasn't like they made up the silly song and taught it to me.  But I know that being the kind of kid that I was has to do with them 100% thanks to the childhood they gave me.  Family dinners with the responsibility of cleaning up afterwards, who knew it could lead to such a great thing?  A special thing to be able to look back and think about whenever I want.  I think they knew that all along.

My sister Rachel has been digitizing my grandmother's huge family photos collection for the past few months, and every once in a while, she will email me and my other sister Emily a real gem.  The one at the top of this post makes me really happy.  Rachel found it behind another photo, and based on the poor angle it must have been considered a mess up, but too good to throw away.  Can you see our handmade signs in the background under the 46 too?  So glad to have this picture to look back at when ever we want.  I think my grandma knew that all along.

PS- I would like to add two disclaimers to this post.  1- no, I'm not having a kid any time soon, just thinking about this stuff.  And 2- this post on Design Mom inspired me to write about the Cauldron of the Universe.

8 comments:

  1. Making up songs is one of my favorite things about having a kid. I did it before but now I have an audience. And collaborator. For instance, I just sang, "Declan don't spit on the counter." and he sang back, "And don't spit. All over your shirt." I'm guessing it's different with girls.

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    1. LOL Best song ever! Also I like how he sang back.

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  2. I think is this one of the reasons why I do want to have a kid eventually. There are things I remember about my childhood that I loved and would love to revisit, and likewise there are things I remember from my childhood that weren't so good and I'd like to have a chance to do differently with my own.

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  3. I am also one of three girls! There is something so magical about having two sisters. I love them more than anything! (I am the firstborn, looks like you are too?)

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  4. We should probably record an album of all our childhood made up songs. featuring the #1 hit Jeeza Louiza and the Gung Hey Fat Choy remix by DJ Alex.

    Anyways, love this post. I think our imaginations were out of control as kids and if you do have kids that that trait could be inherited. :)

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  5. haha...I only had a brother who was 5 years older than me, so yeah we had "I believe I can fart" among others

    (yes, it was to the tune of "I believe I can fly" by R kelly :)

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    1. Haha, so that's what it would have been like to have a brother :)

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