It would seem as though at the tender age of three, Sarah is well and truly becoming a little Vintage Miss. She already has a love for vintage dresses and accessories, and has developed an eye for vintage things. I have found her standing at her wardrobe on her little step-stool flicking through her dresses saying:
“That’s vintage, that’s vintage and that ones vintage.”
Bless her heart it’s so funny and she’s mostly correct in her identification of what is vintage hanging in her wardrobe. Recently I left her in the lounge room to watch television whilst I got dressed for the day and when I returned from the bedroom and sat down beside her, she gave me a very cute look up and down and said with a pointed finger at my dress:
“That’s vintage mum.”
Cue loud laughter and cuddles because she was right, whilst she proceeded to tell me again and how it was a nice dress but that I should say:
“Thanks it’s vintage darling.”
The above is far from where things end with Sarah, I’ve also caught Sarah pulling her vintage “Avon Rabbit Family Necklace” out of her 1980’s musical ballerina jewelry box and just stroking it, talking to it and twirling herself around like a ballerina.

But that is still not where my tales end my friends because she has also been involved in what I would call a major incidents around here (in a tongue in cheek fashion).

You see I have this cute 1971 retro Berries boy and girl ornament (pictured above) which sits on the windowsill of the main toilet in our house. Sarah has always eyed it off and identified with it as it being two children which are like her and Cohen.

I remember there being that one day when I used the main toilet in our home rather than our en-suite and discovered the above ornament had gone. I remember thinking to myself what the heck and calling Ben and asked if something happened to it and if it was being kept hush, hush to see if I’d notice. To which I receive in a dead-set serious tone that he had no idea what had happened to it and suggested I asked the kids.
So of course I asked the kids and was told by Cohen that he had seen Sarah playing with it days prior its disapperence. I recall the occasion and asking Sarah where it was, letting her know she wasn’t in trouble and I just needed it returned.

Well would it surprise you that I was told in a very calm tone that it was very precious to her and she didn’t know where it was? Ummm ok sure alright it’s precious, but she didn’t know where it was!?!?! So as any parent would, I suggested at the time we looked together for it, but she just lead me from room to room and corner to corner of our home.

Peering into cupboards and corners she would say:

“Is it here, ohhhh! Is it here hmmmm!”
As if I believed the cheek and smile on her face, I knew, she knew something and was relishing the the humor and attention that was coming from her antics. So since it was a day she was in family day care I had decided to drop her off, and do the school run for Cohen, then come home, all set to find it.
I searched high and low for it only to eventually find it in her bedroom, behind the floor length curtains in the corner. I called Ben to fill him in on my search mission and that’s when we concocted an innocent plan for her to admit she had been leading me astray that morning.

When she was finally presented with the fact it had be found and where and returned to its rightful spot, she stood there smiling and said:

“Ohhhh is it here!”
She giggled and then we had a little conversation about mummy’s things. My boy and girl ornament is precious to me because my Nan had it after the passing of her daughter (my Aunt), then my parents took it on and it was then passed on to me. My Aunt was much like me, a collector and appreciator of old things and she was only a few years older than me.

We explained to Sarah it’s okay for her to have precious things and to even like some of mummy things, but she should not hide things……what we have and what I have is for us to all enjoy.

Have you got children who are hoarders, collectors or squirrels?

13 thoughts on “Am I Breeding a Collector, Hoarder or a Squirrel…..

  • March 10, 2014 at 3:59 am

    Oh bless your darling wee Sarah!! She truly is a wonder. Such humour and a very sharp eye to boot! My make up tends to disappear down a rabbit hole occasionally and on Saturday, The Stylist and her bestie were playing "car accidents" (I know, wtf?!) and they used some of my favourite lipsticks and eyeshadows to create hideous facial wounds and gashes. I've since told her that I think she has a wonderful future in theatrical and sfx make up ahead of her. xxx

  • March 10, 2014 at 9:28 am

    You certainly have a little character in Sarah. Never a dull moment in your household I'll bet. LOVE that photo of her. She is the sweetest! xx

  • March 10, 2014 at 11:15 am

    Yeah she's a wonder alright, I wonder what she's going to get up to next. I love that you've complimented the Stylists talents, you know more of your make up is going to go missing now?

  • March 10, 2014 at 11:16 am

    One thing is for sure Hun, never ever, ever is there a dull moment with my three.

  • March 11, 2014 at 3:19 am

    What a sweetie and what an amazing photo of her. Looks like you will have a wonderful helper as she gets older.
    Have the best week !

  • March 12, 2014 at 7:01 pm

    Hahahaha, can't blame her, it's her heritage!!!
    She'll be a great help to you! XXX

  • March 14, 2014 at 11:02 am

    Really cute story:) and she does look precious in that dress.

  • March 14, 2014 at 11:16 am

    I just love her coaching you on the appropriate response "Thanks it's vintage darling,"!! So gorgeous – she is obviously a cheeky little angel 🙂

  • March 16, 2014 at 1:02 am

    She's such a character, Trudie. I just LOVE that photo of her with the squirrel. It's adorable! x

  • March 16, 2014 at 1:15 am

    She is absolutely hilarious – if a bit sneaky! I've got a collector on my hands, generally leaves, flowers and pebbles. So my house is filthy, littered with muddy pebbles, crusty leaves, and I sneeze a lot. xo


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