My kids are crazy. They come by it naturally, however.
The other day I went to get a loaf of bread from the freezer in the a garage and my eye caught on what appeared to be a plate in the freezer.
My first thought was that someone was snacking in the garage (an odd place to snack, yes, but in my 10+ years of motherhood I’m not surprised by much anymore) and decided to put the plate in the freezer for safekeeping–then forgot about it.
What greeted me instead when I pulled that plate out was…
A once half-melted Reese’s peanutbutter cup on a tea saucer in the freezer.
I’ll admit I cringed and considered throwing it out. I mean YUCK!!! It just looks nasty. But I didn’t. I remember saving things (not just candy) and hiding them and whatnot as a kid only to have someone come along and find it and without knowing what significance it held to me…toss it out.
So reluctantly–and with a shudder– I slid my plate back into the freezer.
And it was a darn good thing! Just that night while we were watching a movie, my son got up from the living room and went somewhere. Then I heard him behind me in the kitchen, pressing buttons on the microwave.
I asked him what he was doing.
“Microwaving a piece of candy.”
“The one from the freezer? Did it get too frozen for you?’
“Yes! It was melting so I put it in the freezer but now it’s too hard.”
“Yep, looked pretty solid when I saw it while getting some bread out.”
“And you didn’t throw it away?”
Trying not to scowl or cringe or curl my lips up in disgust because frankly I was still a little disturbed about the whole thing, I sucked it up and said, “No, I thought it might be important to whoever left it there and they might come looking for it.”
“It was and I did!” Then he carried the plate to the family room. “It’s the last piece of myValentine’s Day candy. A Reese’s from the box you gave me. I was saving it for last and it melted…”
I’ll admit I was flattered by his words and actions. To me, it was a melted Reese’s that should have hit the trash. To him it was a treasured piece of candy.
I think this falls in the “don’t judge a book by its cover…” category. Except: “don’t judge candy by its state”
Have a blessed Thursday!
You never know what kids are thinking. And their thoughts and feelings are just as legitimate as ours! 🙂
Exactly and you know I’d have crushed his little heart had I tossed that nasty thing.