A few years ago, I found mine and my sister's teeth at Mum's house when I was mooching about. Following this slightly horrific experience, I came home and disposed of my children's baby teeth straight away. Sometimes sentimental value can be taken too far!
I know this is silly, but I also know that we all do this sort of thing. It's like leaving the most cool book open on the table when you have guests. "Dostoyevsky?" you say dismissively, "Yes I fancied a lighter book. I found Schopenhauer a little depressing." No one is fooled.
On this day I considered sending the cat (good for Sam, bad for the teacher), something mouldy (great for Sam disgusting for the teacher) or a cuddly toy (a bit boring, but a safe bet for the teacher). We went with a cuddly toy. There is such a thing as trying too hard.
When he went anywhere he would find two sticks to pretend to play the violin with. He was obsessed. Now he can play reasonably well, Christmas carols and so on, even playing in the church band for a while. On the whole I think the years of 'shrill and unpleasant' practise were worth it!
Here is one of my favourite pictures of George as a child is playing the violin with two spades on the beach. I feel proud that I could find it when I looked in my photo filing! So cute!
|George on Woolacombe beach North Devon|