Tag Archives: childhood

Child’s-Eye View

16 Mar

Legs Kid Perspective Denim JungleCan you imagine what it must be like for most people (and even some household pets) to tower above you?

Add to that a toddler’s limitless imagination—unencumbered by years of practical knowledge and assumptions—and they practically live in a whole other world than our own.

One of the kids’ book I’m working on explores this perspective, so I’ve been keeping my eye out for glimpses of that child’s-eye view.

Turns out I’m not the only one interested in the perspective of the lower half.  Continue reading

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Nostalgia

17 Oct

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Nostalgia: pleasure and sadness that is caused by remembering something from the past.

Where is your most nostalgic place?

For me, it would definitely be my childhood home. Because before it was my home, it was my dad’s… and his brothers’… and my grandparents’.

My first memory on RR 66 includes a hazy, toddler-height view of my grandfather, who passed away when I was two. Like the depiction of many an adult in a children’s tale, I see him only from the waist down (Muppet Babies, anyone?), unintelligible mutterings hovering over my head. Continue reading

10 Things My Dad Taught Me

17 Jun

Dad MonkeysYou can’t be a parent without connecting the dots to how you were parented. It’s involuntary… and eye opening.

In honor of Father’s Day, here are 10 things my dad taught me, all of which I see developing in my own parenting style.

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Surprise and Delight

8 Feb

When I worked at Cranium (before it was sadly decapitated by Hasbro) we had a saying we applied to every game and toy we created:

Surprise and delight.

When I think back to my childhood, it’s the “surprise and delight” moments that really stand out—something wonderful that happened on some ordinary day, suddenly making it extraordinary.

I recall a few of moments like that:

  • My dad surprising us with a “beauty shop” bath time, complete with our choice of hairstyles from the J.C. Penney catalog. (Of course, our hair didn’t look anything like those pictures afterward, but we forgave him.)
  • My best friend Sarah slipping me a top-secret letter at school. (It was a drawing of me marrying Michael Jackson with our Cabbage Patch Kids as witnesses.) Continue reading