When the grandgirls were little and came for a visit I remember singing to them. I tucked them in at night to Mr. Sandman, recorded in 1954 by the Chordettes. And there was the popular song from the 50’s sung by Doris Day, A Bushel and a Peck, a happy piece from my own youth. My best friend Kit and I actually made a recording of us singing, “I love you, a bushel and a peck, You bet your purdy neck I do!” They used to have booths in the old days where for a quarter you could have your picture taken and even make a recording! The little record we made disappeared over the years, but the song still makes me smile.
Then all of a sudden I was a Grandmother who loved to make her grandgirls laugh. They knew and I knew Grammy really could not carry a tune so there was always a lot of giggling going on.
My grandgirls are all grown up now and the tucking in days are over. But last year for my birthday they came bearing a special gift – a pillow!
But it is not just any old pillow.
This one is a pillow full of memories!
And it has a home in the “kids’ room” where we sang those happy songs. I love the memories of the laughter and the love, and I am so glad my grandgirls remember too.
And Kit, if you are reading this, “Thanks for the memories”!
Published in 2016 by Okmusix
What marvelous memories you have! I can almost hear the laughter in the background.
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Oh, I loved this, Dor…such beautiful memories. My mother used to sing A Bushel and a Peck to me. xo
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What a very special gift. The memories it must brong. zNow I am songing the tine in my head.
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Awe ! what lovely memories Dora and nice your grand children have kept them alive.
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This post warmed my heart ❤️. Your grandgirls are very special, and I love the close relationship that you have with them :).
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Aw, sweet memories and a sweet gift from your grandgirls!
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Oh, that song is in my memory bank too. I sometimes sing it to my grandgirls too. I just love that your grands gave you that pillow.
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I love the memory you shared Dor, but even more I love that your grands memorialized something that is obviously equally important to them. Lucky you
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Sweet memories. My mom always sang “You are my sunshine…”
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I love that one too!
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Tina – you got what I was trying so hard to say! Thankyou!
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How similar we continue to be Cindy! What fun that you sometimes sing the same song to your own grandgirls.
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Who would think a pillow would be such a phenomenal surprise?
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I don’t see the grandgirls very often anymore but when they all get together, it’s like a big party and the memories come crashing in.
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Thankyou Rita, and yes it was so sweet that they found that pillow and it brought them back to childhood.
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With the quality of our phones today, do a little studio reproduction and sing to them once again to cherish those memories. It’s so easy, come on Dora, do it! I always loved Kate Smith’s singing of “God Bless America'” when growing up. I still know all the words.
https://genius.com/Kate-smith-god-bless-america-lyrics
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Ah ha. Another sentimental softie like myself. I love the songs from just before rock and rock (though I like that too). I have Mr. Sandman on my car cd as well as Sentimental Journey and Ebb Tide, both from around that time.
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Lovely memories and like you, my grandsons, no grandgirls, are all grown up and making their way in this wonderful world,
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I do remember both of those songs — and still can sing “Mr. Sandman” — the lyrics and the melody are intact. No matter which songs bind generations together, they’re a powerful way to evoke memories and keep them alive, as your pillow proves!
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My Mom sang that song to me, too ~ special memories and that pillow – so neat! I love the love in this post 🙂
MJ
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