It would seem as though at the tender age of three, Sarah is well and truly becoming a little Vintage Miss. She most certainly already has a love for vintage dresses and accessories, and as I mentioned a while ago she seems to have developed an eye for vintage things. She has had me giggling at her recent behaviors, like when I found her standing at her wardrobe on her step-stool flicking through her dresses saying:
"That's vintage, that's vintage and that ones vintage."
Bless her it's so funny and cute but to tell you the truth she's mostly correct in her identification process of what is hanging in her wardrobe.Then around a month ago I left her in the lounge room to watch television whilst I got dressed, when I came back and sat down beside her, she gave me a very cute look up and down and said with a pointed finger at my dress:
"That's vintage mum."
Cue me laughing and scooping her over to my side for a cuddle. She was right, but then she proceeded to tell me again and how it was a nice dress and that I should say:
"Thanks it's vintage darling."
The above is far from it, I've also caught Sarah pulling her vintage "Avon Rabbit Family Necklace" out of her 1980's musical ballerina jewelry box and just stroking it, talking to it and twirling around like a ballerina.
But that my friends is not where this story ends because we have had what I would call tongue in cheek, a major incident occur, that some might remember hearing about on Facebook. You see I have this cute 1971 retro Berries boy and girl ornament picture above. It sits on the toilet windowsill of the main toilet in our house. Sarah has always eyed it off identifying with it and the two children as being her and Cohen.
Well one morning recently I used the main toilet rather than our en-suite and discovered the above ornament had gone. I thought to myself what the heck and called Ben (as he was working) and asked if something happened to it and if it was being kept hush, hush to see if I'd notice. He firmly told me he was dead-set serious and he had no idea what had happened to it and suggested I asked the kids.
Asked the kids I did and I was told by Cohen that he had seen Sarah playing with it days prior. I asked Sarah where it was, letting her know she wasn't in trouble and I just needed it returned. Well would you believe I was told it was very precious to her and she didn't know where it was? Ummm ok sure alright it's precious, but she didn't know where it was!?!?! I suggested we looked together for it, but she just lead me from room to room corner to corner. She'd peer into cupboards and corners saying:
"Is it here, ohhhh! Is it here hmmmm!"
As if I believed the cheek and smile on her face, I knew, she knew something and was relishing the the humor and attention that was coming from her antics. Since it was a day she was in family day care I dropped her off, then did the school run with Cohen and came home all set to find it.
Wanna guess where I found it? Yep in the kids bedroom, behind the floor length curtains in the corner. I called Ben and we concocted an innocent plan for when she got home for her to admit she had been leading me astray all morning. When she was presented with fact it had be found and returned to it rightful spot, she stood there smiling and said:
"Ohhhh is it here!"
She giggled and then we had a little conversation about mummy's things. My boy and girl ornament is precious to me because my Nan has had it after the passing of her daughter (my Aunt), my parents have had it and it's now mine. My Aunt was much like me and a collector and appreciator of old things and she was only a few years older than me. We explained to Sarah it's okay for her to have precious things and to even like some of mummy things, but she should not hide things......what we have and what I have is for us to all enjoy.
I don't know where this recent incident leave us in the mind of three year old, you never know what's going on their heads. In the meantime I'm going to keep an eye in my little squirrel.