Of course, I’m way too young to remember this memory, but one of Mom’s more fond memories of Dad and I was when he would come in to my room in the morning and put honey on my pacifier. He would keep me entertained while Mom tried to get a few more minutes of sleep. (Or maybe just some much needed alone time.)
Now honey is not recommended for babies under age 1, due to botulism concerns. In the 1970’s, parents had to wing it more, having less access to information. Fortunately, I survived. 🙂
Dad would also sing to me. I think his baby duties centered more on keeping the baby happy than doing the dirty work, but Mom seemed okay with that.
And even though it is not a memory that I can remember, all of those special moments help shape us, and make us who we are when we grow up.