Her theme this week is "Toys of Yesterday"... and she said it just had to be something that I've held on to from my childhood.... Well, that was pretty tricky for me. I'm uh, the total opposite of a pack-rat. I throw stuff away that I probably shouldn't. I'm anti-clutter. I'm anti-knick-nack. I pride myself on the amount of bare horizontal surfaces in my home. I designate areas for my hubby's clutter and impress upon him that items found outside his "crap zone" are going in the garbage.
That being said, I hang on to NOTHING... especially having moved as many times as we have; I just don't have room in my life for useless, lead-painted stuff I had as a child. And, let's face it, nothing I had was so valuable to me that I'd haul it around with me - just my memories, my relationships. The things I treasure most are the things I can't bring with me - like my family.
But I did spot one thing - ONE thing in my life now that came from my old life: my old baby blanket. I realized it's on Jack's bed now, wrapped around the headboard so he doesn't bonk his noggin in the middle of the night. Before, it hung over the rail we used to keep him from falling out, and even before then, it hung on the side of his crib to block out distractions. My Great-Aunt Lois made it. It's a chunk of my childhood that only found its way into our lives because it serves a function now. And I wouldn't have even paid it a bit of attention without Amy making me look hard.
I mean, I thought about doing something like Legos (I mean, what kid DIDN'T have Legos?!) or Chutes and Ladders, but neither of those things were actually MINE and they didn't have any particular significance to me and who I am. And I got the impression that the big point of this week was to see a little bit of yesterday.
So join in - it's really lots of fun and it's enjoyable to have a theme that makes ya think a little.