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Kim Sullivan column: Oatmeal Bowls vs. Oriental Rugs

7:30 PM, Feb. 28, 2013  |  Comments
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A few weeks ago, I was unloading the dishwasher and noticed my dish set had dwindled considerably. Of the plates, bowls and mugs I do have left, most are chipped. It's probably time for new dishes, I thought. But then, I got sentimental. There are chickens on these dishes. We used to have chickens. And, these are the only dishes the kids have known. Maybe they'll want them some day.

Now, before you roll your eyes and call me sappy, let me explain some history.

Every birthday I had as a kid, my mom put little plastic animal faces (like cupcake toppers without the stick) around the sides of my cake. I didn't realize how much I loved those giraffe and elephant faces until I moved out of the house.

When I asked Mom about them, she said, "Why would you want those old things?"

I explained that those old things brought back good memories of homemade birthday cakes, presents and sleepovers. Mom shrugged and told me she threw them out years ago. I have since spent hours looking for similar cake decorations on the internet - and can't find them anywhere.

Then, a year ago, my sister and I spent an afternoon with Grandma as she was packing up to move to an apartment. She offered us porcelain dolls (that I'd never seen before), crystal vases (that looked brand new), miscellaneous knick-knacks (that had been collecting dust in a closet) and photos.

We loved the photos, but the rest of it didn't mean much.

Then my sister asked, "Grandma, do you still have those colored bowls we used to put our coins in when we played cards Up North?" Surprised, Grandma said, "You mean those cheap little melamine bowls? Why on earth would I save those?"

My sister was heartbroken. I understood. I loved those bowls too.

Which brings me to our current family squabble over the oatmeal bowl. I don't know why, but when Mom made us oatmeal, she always used one particular bowl. She still has it and my brother, sister and I all want it. We don't care much about the grandfather clock, her china dishes or the Oriental rug she tries to convince us is heirloom-worthy. Nope. We want the oatmeal bowl.

Mom throws her hands up in exasperation when she hears this, but we're being honest - that's what we really want. That bowl conjures up images of a warm kitchen on a snowy day ... the three of us in our blue school uniforms ... brown sugar and milk at the ready ... Mom bustling around in her purple robe ... and mostly the feeling of being loved.

So now you see why I'm having a hard time getting rid of the chicken dishes. I don't have the heart to part with them yet. But when I am ready, I'm going to put aside two dinner plates, two lunch plates, two bowls and two mugs. Then, someday when my kids are ready to fly the coop, I'll give them each a set - and save them the hassle of searching Ebay later.

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