This weekend was the drama queen's birthday, so we had a sleepover. She got to choose breakfast; so opted for poptarts. We don't have them that often, so I went for it. I thought, "Hey, at least I won't be making pancakes after a sleepless night of noisy girls!"
Early Saturday morning I got up and had the girls happily eating poptarts and finishing up their crafts from the night before. Realizing I had a moment, I grabbed a cup of coffee and some toasted blueberry poptarts and went to relax for a moment.
And remember my childhood. You see, I remember blueberry poptarts.
My grandparents had a house by a lake in Indiana. We lived pretty far away, but we'd visit them during the summer. We'd drive for what seemed like forever, and I knew we were getting close when we started passing Amish horse and buggies. I remember arriving and Grandpa walking us to the pantry and opening the door…to a pantry full of poptarts. As a child, it seemed like the pantry went as high as a mountain…a mountain of blueberry (and other flavors) of poptarts!
I honestly can't remember ever eating poptarts as a child any place else. We may have, but I don't remember it. You see, mom was awesome; she'd cook us a hot breakfast every morning before school. We also had dinner at the table together every night. We didn't eat cereal much until we were older. As a matter of fact, I used to love going camping because I knew my parents would get the little boxes of cereal and we'd get to have a different flavor each morning and eat it right out of the box!
Now that I'm an adult, I'm really not a big fan of poptarts, (I'd rather have a hot breakfast); but I do so enjoy a toasted blueberry poptart. I'll smile as I eat one, remembering our summer visits to the lake house. We'd get up early and fish off of the pontoon. Or stay up late and catch fireflies.
Tomorrow marks ten years since my grandfather passed away; he left us shortly after the Drama Queen made her entrance. My grandmother followed along a year later. I'm glad my daughter chose to have blueberry poptarts to celebrate her 10th birthday. It was nice to take a walk down memory lane.