Today the thought that experiences matter more than things was evident in our house. Our youngest got to spend the day with her Grandma working on a special project.
Everybody loves Grandma’s homemade strawberry jam… especially my youngest. She’d eat a bowl of it if you let her. Today she learned how to make that jam, from beginning to end. The experience is even more special because time with Grandparents is so precious. A lot of Grandparents don’t live very close and may even have decided to live at an independent living home designed for elderly folks.
It started with an early morning trip to a local berry patch to pick the berries. Just her and her Grandma. “I picked 6.18 pounds and Grandma picked 7 pounds,” was one of the first things she told me.
Then it was back to our house to clean, cut, and make the jam. It took them the entire afternoon but in the end they made 4 batches of jam. Seventeen pints in all. “My arm’s tired,” she said. “I did a lot of stirring today!”
As I was talking to her on the phone on my way home from work she said, “Dad! I know how to make Grandma’s jam!”
“That’s good,” I replied. “I hope you remember how to do it.”
“She gave me my OWN copy of the recipe!” she exclaimed proudly. It was the second thing she showed me when I got home. Right after showing off all the jam they had made.
There’s a good chance my daughter doesn’t remember what her Grandma gave her for Christmas this past year… but there is no doubt in my mind that she will never forget the first time she made jam with Grandma.
Yep. I’ll take a fun, new experience over a new “toy” any day. How about you?
What’s a fun memory you have of doing something with your Grandma?
My friend was telling me the other day about how they got a free family tree maker for their Grandma, I’m told it helped her connect with her past. She adores it!
I’d love to hear your stories!