Did your grandmother have a button jar? Mine did. And her mother, and her mother's mother and so on... I come from a long line of seamstresses who over the years collected buttons in a jar.
I remember spending hours sorting buttons, grabbing handfuls, and choosing my most favorite, beautiful buttons. For some reason my daughters loved it as well, even without teaching them to love it.
Now that I am a grandma, I thought it might be nice to start a button jar of my own. You'd be surprised at how fast the button jar fills up. New clothes often come with an extra button or two so my button jar resides in my dressing room for easy access.
I also collect classic books like "Miss Lollipop's Lion!"
Now that my granddaughter is old enough to "play" with the buttons (not eat them), she grabs handfuls and lets them fall through her fingers. Try it...you'll like it too!
And why you're at it, try sitting like this for a minute or two...that's all I can last!
Kendall likes to take them out of the jar and then put them right back in again. She also likes to choose pretty bright colored ones. My mom used to let her grandchildren choose one special button to take home with them. Not sure what happened to those buttons but should have started the collection way back then!
Once Kendall tires of the button jar (and it keeps her entertained for a least 30 min.) she moves on to the jewelry box. Smart girl.
Who needs to go to the toy store when buttons and jewelry will do!
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