I struggle with traditions to establish with my boys. Sometimes I think I even over think it (gasp!) at times and try too hard to make everything a tradition that they can hold on to.
Today, however, I decided to share an old tradition my Mom established years ago. When I was Nate's age, I remember coming home from Kindergarten (it was half-day for me) and my Mom would give me a snack of peanut butter saltines with a sprinkle of sugar...Mom would allow me a certain number of crackers depending on my age, and proximity to meal time, I suspect. I'd count out the crackers, and create my masterpieces.
Not only are these little ditties delicious even to these days, but they bring back such fond comfort and memories for me. I remember coming home from rough days in college and making that for my snack. I'd sit at the table, using a paper towel for a plate, just as I remember Mom doing, and I'd count out my crackers, build my crackerpieces and savor.
I was so happy to be able to share this simple snack from my past with my boys. Nate got 4 (one for each year) and Alex got 2 to follow suit. And both seemed to enjoy them as much as I did. I'm not sure they understood the importance these little concoctions hold but I do hope they realize it the way I do someday. I at least hope some of my traditions stick...If not this tradition, than the next.
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