Thursday Morning Memories

My mom was a stay at home mom and an active volunteer. On Thursday mornings, she volunteered at our elementary school. Before I was in kindergarten, my Grandpa would come over and baby sit me on Thursday mornings.

First he would give me a boxing lesson then I would “take a round out on him”. Once I punched him too hard in the stomach. He had had stomach cancer before I was born and had to have various surgeries on his stomach so it was not in the best shape. He also had an “extra belly button” which was really just a surgery scar. To me it was so cool.

Grandpa and I at his last birthday in 2007.

After we had our boxing lesson, I would get us each cheese slice to eat.

Then we would get in the car and go to Wiebe’s food. I was grossed out and fascinated by the store at the same time. The store always smelled like fish. And we would always end up in the fish aisle where I would stare at the fish. I do not know if the eyes were removed from the fish (I was only 4!) but I either stared at the eyes or the eye sockets.

I am not sure if we would ever buy anything but I am sure I would have begged him to buy the squirty cheese in tubes.