While I was browsing an online store that had sent me an email about Easter decorations on sale, I saw a kitchen towel that read "Hippity Hoppity, Easter's on its Way!"
I immediately started humming the song "Here Comes Peter Cottontail, hopping down the bunny trail..." I thought about a little music maker that used to live in what we called the kids' bathroom of my parents' house. A delicate little statue, painted watercolor hues of blue and brown, I can't remember if it is a little boy and a bunny or just a bunny, but what I remember so clearly is the song it made. When you turned the figurine on the wooden base, a little chime would sound the tune of Peter Cottontail. Soft and quiet, the song would start out strong and then as the top slowed its spin, the song would slow until the last notes were so far apart it was hard to know if it was done or not. I have such a clear recollection of winding it up, watching it as it spun, letting it stop, and winding it up again before going to bed as a kid. I could hear every single note in my mind as soon as I saw that towel.
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3/28/2017 04:36:53 pm
I wrote about a memory today too, and love yours. Do you think your parents still have it?
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Melody
3/28/2017 05:00:08 pm
They do! I felt compelled to ask my mom when I wrote this! She told me she ordered it for my older brother's Easter basket when he was just a toddler.
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Kelly Dennis
3/28/2017 07:19:14 pm
So cute! I can not wait for Madelyn to tell me stories like this when she's older
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3/30/2017 02:58:40 am
So cool how something so small could trigger a memory like that. :)
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