So it was nice to see a familiar face this afternoon: Clifford the Big Red Dog.
When Abby was in kindergarten, Clifford came home with her for a visit. Though the trials of the past few years have effectively eaten away at my memory, I do remember how excited she was to include him in some of her activities.
So when Isaac came out of his classroom wearing the Clifford backpack, it felt like a happy blast from the past. He was super excited to eat lunch with his fuzzy friend, just like his sister was four years ago. It was a wonderful reminder that though things may change --sometimes for the better, sometimes not-- other things --like kindergarten home visits by Clifford the Dog-- don't. And it's completely marvelous because sometimes, familiarity feels like home.
No comments:
Post a Comment