The year was 1949..a great time for young marrieds to begin their lives together...my dad back from fighting in the pacific and together with my mom were building a life together in their hometown...houses were being built all over for the returning men and their young families. Ours was no different. My sister was two and I one ..My grandmother took care of us while my parents worked in the textile mills in New Hampshire. We always spoke french when at my grandmother's home. So this memory is located in my french speaking grandmother's home and also somewhere in my one year old french mind. My folks were dropping us off and little did I know at the time but this was the day that my parents had decided to conquer my sister's bad habit of stealing my bottle...being second in command didn't leave me with any options but to go along with it all. When I began to demand my bottle before they left.....my dad told me that the mice (les souris) in my grandmother's cellar had babies and that the mother mouse had needed my bottle for them...for some reason even at that young age I accepted his story........ I remember spending the rest of the day wanting to go down in that musty old cellar to steal that bottle back for myself....I can't help but think that maybe that is why I really have a very strong dislike pour les souris (mice)....
p.s. This also worked with my son when he turned two. Except I used baby bunnies that lived in our backyard......The thought of using mice was just to much for me.....
what a lovely story and photo! and your memere lived in NH! so we are not that distant after all...
Posted by: susan@artstream | June 16, 2006 at 03:46 AM
How tender of you to share your biberon avec les souris!
Posted by: tongue in cheek | June 05, 2006 at 11:12 PM
What a great memory, and sweet picture. I imagine your son will tell his child he needs the bottle for the chipmunks!
Posted by: boliyou | June 04, 2006 at 11:58 AM
oh sweet story MJ.one of my favorite uses of blogging is to record stories like this.. we didnt have any trouble letting go of the bottle.... it was the binky and pampers...lol... my youngest told me she would give up pampers when I took her to Disneyworld...as if !!!
Posted by: diana | June 04, 2006 at 11:26 AM
You used to tell us all sorts of wild stories too, that we took for the truth... I remember one about a family coming to move into Christina's hair! ;)
Posted by: kathleen | June 04, 2006 at 10:36 AM
Hi, that was very sweet and funny... I am another French speaker... you asked about my last name, yes it is from Quebec indeed... what's your mother's first name if you don't mind? I have my husband's name, I am from Europe and speak French-French but getting used to it here... oh la souris, très mignonne sans doute.... nous recevons la visite d'un bébé souris la nuit... yet it is new here... strange! Think he lost his parents. Anyway, nice to meet you!
Ann Marie
Posted by: Ann Marie Simard | June 04, 2006 at 09:25 AM
Lol, and now does your son like bunnies? Great Sunday Scribble! The photo was awesome and what a great memory.
a.
Posted by: andrea | June 04, 2006 at 08:19 AM
Oh how sweet! What goes around comes around again Life is indeed a circle. Annie
Posted by: annieelf | June 03, 2006 at 08:03 PM
Lovely, sweet story! Thanks for sharing it. Beautiful photograph, too.
Posted by: Paris Parfait | June 03, 2006 at 01:58 PM