When my mother sewed,I played with a tin can of buttons. She gave me the buttons when I became a teacher. She thought I might be able to use them in art activities. I knew they were too precious for that.
My five year old granddaughter is spending the night tonight. As I write, she plays with the tin can of buttons. She loves them and I love watching her play with them out of the corner of my eye. And I wonder if she will write...
"When my grandmother wrote, I played with a tin can of buttons."
2 comments:
My mother always had a huge can of buttons as well! I remember loving to spread them out over the carpet and trying to sort them all different ways. One year I took 100 of them in for my collection for the 100th day of school! What a great treasure to keep and share with new generations!
My mother had a jar of buttons. I wish I had those buttons now. Thanks for the memories!
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