Like many families with small children, we spent last weekend walking around our neighborhood collecting enough candy to feed an army of small, hyper sugar addicts.
For my wife and I, trick-or-treating with the kids is fun, but it really seems more-or-less like an obligatory duty that we know comes about at the end of each October.
It’s routine and simple, and I frankly did not see the event as a big deal.
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A Lesson from the Little One
Well, my son helped to change my perspective a bit.
As the preschool Halloween crafts and parties started up the preceding week and the “scary” cartoons became the only thing on children’s television channels, his excitement was obvious.
I figured he was excited about getting to dress up and eat his weight in candy. As it turns out, this was not the basis of his elation.
One evening, my son, in his sweetest four-year-old voice, told me he loved trick-or-treating with me.
As he lay in bed attempting to prolong the time before he finally had to go to sleep, he expressed his feelings and recalled dozens of memories that I had long forgotten or at least pushed to the back of my mind.
What started with his memories of last year’s Halloween night turned in a cascading summary of his favorite moments from his first four years of life.
This was a very cool experience to share with him, and I was frankly surprised at the memories that he has retained and holds closest to his heart.
It Really is the Simple Things
So, did he recall family vacations, great gifts he has received or the new bike he was given this year? Nope.
His “most favorite times” included picking pumpkins with his little sister, camping out with “just Daddy” this summer, teeball practice with me as his coach, building a snowman and chasing me around the yard last winter, and going to see Thomas the Tank Engine when he was two years old (yes just two, and he remembers all the details).
It was clear that he not only enjoyed these memories, but loved them so dearly that they are as fresh in his little mind as they were the day they happened.
He loves the simple things. All of these events were free or very close to it. No mention of material things or all of the “stuff” he has accumulated.
From the mouths of babes…I was given a very powerful lesson about what matters to our children…and what should matter most to us.
So, what simple, super-memorable things have you enjoyed with your spouse and/or children?
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