dreams of flying...

flensted mobile

when my daughter was a baby and used to sleep in bed with us, we had one of these mobiles hanging on the slanted ceiling above. she loved laying and staring up at the twirling balloons. unfortunately, because the ceiling was slanted and low and we had a crazy three year old son at the time, the mobile did not last too long. somehow over the years it became one of those things i completely forgot about. just one pf those ephemeral moments of baby and toddler hood that get lost in the shuffle. last year though, while out with my mother and sister, i picked up a necklace for myself that had an image of a hot air balloon on it. when i came home and my daughter saw it she got so excited and told me she loves hot air balloons. i was surprised and asked her why? she told me that she often has magical dreams about flying in hot air balloons. this seemed like such a strange and wonderful thing to me, yet i still didn't remember the mobile. a little while after that though she came home from her favorite class, one that combines yoga and crafting (who wouldn't love that?!), with a  special project she had made. that month's theme had been hot air balloons and she was super excited because they got to pretend they were flying and then make their own paper mache versions. it was such a lovely thing and i decide to hang it up in her room to display it.

it wasn't until that instant, when i saw it hanging there, that i remembered the mobile. i guess those moments that seemed so ephemeral weren't so fleeting after all. we really do have the ability to instill in our children the dream of flying. maybe i need to buy another one to share with the new baby too....