A few notes of a song, and I can be taken back to high school in a heartbeat.
Just a nibble of my favorite cake, and I'm celebrating a birthday in my childhood home.
Today, it was the smell of a big fat fume filled Sharpie marker that took me to a far off place.
This place was my kitchen. I am 6 or 7 years old and I am making Shrinky Dinks!
You know the smell... the plastic curling up as you sit in front of the oven on the floor with the little light on to illuminate the magic! How many hours did I spend making little plastic flowers, hearts, kitties and minute nametags? The options were limitless, unlike a coloring book which contained but a few choices. Shrinky Dinks made my colors come to life, and the tiny plastic pieces were perfect for Barbie or Holly Hobbie to accessorize with! It was the perfect rainy day activity, or any day other than the hottest day in July.
It's funny, I have always loved the smell of those super stinky markers... maybe the Shrinky Dinks is why.
Maybe you can take a minute to think about a fun pasttime from YOUR childhood and recall how much fun it was or how it made you feel. Did you think of one? Did it bring a smile to your face? Can you name a kid or two that might like trying your hobby or game? Make a point to set aside some time in the coming week or two and share your favorite fun thing with them and create new memories with someone you love. I know Megan and I will be digging out our Shrinky Dink plastic and cookin up some fun real soon!
May your day be filled with Sparkle, from the inside out!
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