I’ll never forget the look on my oldest child’s face, the first time she found a Highlights magazine in the pediatrician’s waiting room and brought it to me to read to her. “You know,” I said, as she got settled on my lap, “I used to read this magazine when I was a little girl.”
Her look was two parts skepticism and one part fear. The skepticism was, I assume, because she doubted that that very magazine had been anywhere other than on the doctor’s end table, never mind that I’d been a little girl sometime during the Pleistocene Era. The fear was probably because she wondered if Mommy was finally losing it. But I explained that Highlights has been around for a loooooong time, and I, too, had loved it as a kid.
(I have just three words for you: Weekly allergy shots. I read a lot of magazines.)
Of course my kids have had plenty of years to love Highlights, but I was thrilled to discover that Highlights still has a special place in its heart for those of us who grew up with the Timbertoes. Check out I Was a Highlights Kid! to read stories from other grown-ups who loved the magazine, growing up. Who says your kids should get to have all the fun? (I also quite enjoyed the Goofus or Gallant Quiz. That really took me back.)
Ah, memories. The Pleistocene Era was a good time, you know.
Oh boy, a trip back to the dentist. I remember this being the only thing to read every time I went to get my teeth checked. Not the best memories in the world. For some reason, whenever I see Highlights, I feel lonely. Isn\’t that strange? Probably a result of associating it with the dentist.