When I was a very young girl, apparently I was very fond for purses. I really don’t recall, but my mother tells stories of how I would beg my daddy for a new purse, and not being able to tell his baby girl no, he would buy it for me. Mom would get a bit miffed because I would often have toy purses which cost more than hers. As an adult, I am no longer a collector of cute handbags. I don’t care if my handbag matches my shoes. My preference is function over form and I use a purse until it falls apart.
What spurred this trip down memory lane? The other night, my own little girl came into my room with a purse she got for her birthday and eagerly wanted to show me everything that was in it. I’m not sure if this impromptu show-and-tell was initiated by a true, deep desire for her to bond with me as mother and daughter, or woman to woman, or if it was merely a 7-year old’s tactic of stalling at bedtime, but I let her empty her purse on my bed.
As I sat and listened to her pull out her treasures one-by-one, I couldn’t help but reminisce that these were the same types of objects that I found of value at her age.
If you look closely, you will find:
- little keys
- a crown charm
- a heart-shaped pencil sharpener
- a toy seal
- lip gloss
- a smiley-face eraser
- hand lotion
- a shoe string
- a bouncy ball
- a marble
- notecards with envelopes
- a yellow eraser
- a hair tie
- a hair clip
- an owl pin
- two plastic flower leis
- a die
Oh, how times have changed! Instead of being happy about Abe Lincoln’s image on a coin, I prefer it on a bill. I don’t have a marble in my purse. I lost all my marbles long ago. The precious little do-dads of childhood have now been replaced by the needs of a (somewhat) mature, responsible 45-year old woman.
I thought it would be interesting to compare the contents of the Princess’s purse and my purse. My purse contains:
- hand lotion from a hotel
- feminine hygiene products
- a wallet
- hair ties and bobby pins
- a nail file
- a tag ripped from some article of clothing
- a souvenir magnet from our summer vacation
- breath mints
- back-to-school lists (school started about 6 weeks ago)
- miscellaneous crumpled receipts
- an empty prescription bottle
- spare change
- a container of cuticle cream (I’ve been looking for that!)
- a rosary
- ink pens
- appointment cards
- a used, waded up tissue (I’m not even sure who used it)
Her stuff is fun. Mine is practical (mostly). I suppose that’s the way its supposed to be. If a kid comes to me with a boo-boo, it’s better to be able to offer a bandage than an eraser. I can’t pay for groceries with plastic leis (although I have never tried). The keys in her purse won’t work in my van.
Thank you, Princess, for the trip down memory lane. Enjoy this season of your life while your purse contents are whimsical and carefree. Boring wallets and appointment cards will be here before you know it.