When You Were Small

Number 1 daughter’s handprint on Christmas ornament.

Q:   How many school handprint cards does a parent have to receive before realizing that they are more precious than gold?
A:  One.  But it takes a couple of years for the value to appreciate.
When I was young (read:  a long time ago), I thought these handprints and poems were quite kitschy and sappy. 
Now that I am not young (read: buying Age Defying Moisturizer and admiring Suzanne Somers), I get all misty eyed when reading them.
Thank you to all the teachers who patiently pressed my little ones’ hands into ink and made these cards.  You are angels.

The Handprint Poem

The Handprint
Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am so small
And always leave my fingerprints
on furniture and walls.
But everyday I am growing–
I’ll be grown-up someday.
And all those tiny handprints
will surely fade away.
So here is a final handprint
just so you can recall
exactly how my fingers looked
when I was very small.

3 Comments Add yours

  1. Anonymous says:

    Aww, so do you miss my handprints all over the walls?


  2. Stacey says:

    fortunately, I had Windex to help out!–mom


  3. Anonymous says:

    Your handprints are still on my palm from the many times I held it to keep you with me when crowds were swarming around us at times, like when in Disneyland.



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