One Grandma's Garbage....

My youngest grandchild, Teddy, has always been a person who finds wonder in the simplest of things. He reminds me of the story of  "The Littlest Angel", where the title character has a treasure box full of simple things....objects that most would find not worthy to give to a king....but, to the angel/boy, they are the things that he treasures most. That's my Teddy.

The other day, he ran into the house and immediately showed me this:

He was so excited and said to me, "Gaga, did you know that this can do this?"...as he pulled out the white circle piece to show me that it came apart. He was so proud to demonstrate his newfound knowledge! Thinking that the tape dispenser no longer was of use since he had already showed me what it could do, I threw it away shortly after...big mistake.

 As Teddy was getting ready to leave, he asked me, "Where's my tape thing?" I get frantic and tell him, "I didn't know you wanted to save it....I threw it away", as I take off the garbage can lid and make an attempt to look for it. Teddy's face makes me realize that what I had labeled "garbage" was, in his opinion, "treasure". When I tell him that the tape dispenser must have made it's way to the bottom of the garbage can..and there is too much yucky stuff for me to try to get it...he exits before I can tell him I am sorry! I feel like the worst grandma in the world. I spot the spaghetti covered treasure shortly after he leaves and clean it. I will never make that mistake again, lol!

It is true....one man's treasure is another man's garbage..or vice versa!