Tuesday, June 22, 2010
My oldest child has always been a serious collector. Rocks were her first obsession. When she was a tiny little girl, she used to love to dig around in the dirt and find little treasures. Once she found her first sparkly crystal-like rock, she was hooked. Shiny rocks are like gold you know.
As she grew a little older, she developed a love for turtles. Especially sea turtles. Dogs and cats scared my little timid girl but turtles were just her speed. And she could admire them from a safe secure distance.
She now has over 30 little miniature turtles and more stuffed turtles than I can count. But she's been slowly growing out of the turtle phase for a while now. Just like the rocks, she's moving on to other interesting things.
I thought maybe she'd given up on collections all together, until Stella started sneaking into her room and stashing some booty of her own under a blanket on the couch....
When I pulled back the covers to see what the littlest pirate had taken, I realized...that oldest one...she's still a collector all right. Now...it's nail polish. *heavy sigh*
(As for that little one...her collection days are JUST beginning. :)