Ok.... so a few weeks ago, I'm washing the girls' faces in the bath using a washer with some cartoons on them. I have a variety of these.. some are fish, some are bunnies, some are kittens and dogs or whatever and they are in a rainbow assortment of colours.
the funny thing is, I didn't get these washers after the girls were born, I wasn't even given these washers as a baby shower gift. My mum gave me these washers sometime after I'd moved out of home and was living with Dave - before we were married I think (yes we lived in sin shock horror lol) - it may have been the year before she died, I can't really remember. I DO remember however thinking, "oh my goodness, I'm in my late 20's... why on earth is my mum giving me cartoon face cloths for goodness sake?".... I remember that I must have had a confused look on my face and she laughed and said "don't take it too seriously, I saw them at a market and I thought they were cute and you could use them". I don't remember what I said. But cartoon face cloths? Ok mum... thanks. Giggle. She used to give some strange and fun presents so it was no big deal.
It was not until I was scrubbing the paint from my daughter's face - with one of these cartoon washers - that it occurred to me that maybe she gave them to me, knowing full well that she would never meet her grandchildren... would never get to give them a bath or read them bed time stories. It has just occurred to me that my mum gave me cartoon washers when I was 27 years old knowing that one day I would be washing their faces with them... and I'd think of her... and I'd smile. Yes... I think that's what she was doing.
