Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Two Summer Vactions, a Winnebago and Nutter Butter Cookies
Nutter Butter Cookies remind me of summers camping with my Mother and Father in law in a 1975 Winnebago. The cookies are in red plastic wrapping, in a plastic tray and the cookies are shaped like Mr. Peanut and filled with peanut butter. These cookies travel well. My daughter was a little over one the first trip and the summer after that a little over two. It was always an adventure.
One summer we drove up to Maine in the Winnebago. I read the book Certain Women by Madeline L'Engle on the fourteen hour drive. I remember it being the first long book I'd read since my daughter had been born. I could read because she sat content being co-pilot in her car seat, sipping bunny apple juice boxes, and smiling at her Grandfather as he smiled back at her.
I remember at the time wondering how I could pack up my baby for a week each summer and simply take off for a Winnebago adventure with no clock and no control of the plans. When I looked at the Nutter Butter Cookies yesterday, I was reminded of what fun and free spirited times those weeks were. Even as little as Heather was then, she still has memories of those trips: the ocean, swimming in the camp ground swimming pool, looking for winnie the pooh in the woods and Nutter butter cookies. I'm glad I took those trips, sleeping in the overhead compartment of that old Winnebago, and dealing with the close quarters of lots of family for a long week away. Those trips make Nutter Butter cookies taste all the sweeter, even today.