The Yellow Bowl

When Parker and I were packing up to move across the country, my mom was pretty concerned that we didn't have everything that we needed, especially kitchen supplies. One day she went into the kitchen and emerged with the yellow bowl and said, "Here. Take this with you. I want you to have it." Or something of that nature anyway. I almost cried. Because to me, this bowl is something much more than just a bowl. It represents SO much.

The yellow bowl represents countless family get togethers where yummy salads were shared.
The yellow bowl represents the numerous game and movie nights at our house where regular popcorn or caramel popcorn was consumed.
The yellow bowl represents the Christmas Crack that my mom and I would devour at Christmastime.
The yellow bowl represents the kitchen counter covered in sugar cookies in preparation for Valentine's Day.
The yellow bowl represents all the milestones in our family -- birthdays, baptisms, farewells and homecomings, sports team parties, graduation dinners, etc. -- that required food for celebration.
The yellow bowl represents all the times we snuck some cookie dough when mom wasn't looking or begged to lick the spoon.
The yellow bowl represents the delicious muffins that my mom would make fresh for breakfast.
The yellow bowl represents my mom attempting to teach me how to cook, bless her heart.
The yellow bowl represents the secret family recipe for oatmeal chocolate chip cookies that would be gone almost as soon as they came out of the oven.
And as silly as it sounds, the yellow bowl represents my love for my family and how much I cherish the time I get to spend with them.

I was so touched by this simple gesture from my mother. I am so grateful that now I have the yellow bowl and that it will be a part of my family's get togethers and important moments. It probably seems pretty stupid to be so excited and touched by a bowl, but to give you an idea of how important it is to me and my family... Matlin, who cooks less than me, was actually pretty jealous that my mom chose to give it to me hahah. #favoritechild. just kidding.

So, yesterday, the bowl was a part of something in our little home for the first time! I made the secret family recipe of oatmeal chocolate chip cookies for dessert for the missionaries and let me tell you that I have never made them so well! They tasted just like my mom's and that is a miracle. I blame the bowl. 

I didn't get a photo of the finished cookies because we ate them too fast. They were that good! Thanks mom for the special gift!!

Do you have something similar to this that brings your family together? I would love to hear about it! Thanks for reading!

xoxo, Chelan