Buttons, buttons, whose got the buttons?

Well, I sure do!

Do you remember the game? 

I had to look it up and I'm still not sure that I remember playing it.

But .... I found these buttons mesmerizing.

 

My reaction was similar to when I am hunting for sea shells or sea glass.

I'm intrigued by the colors and shapes and textures.

I found myself letting them sift through my fingers and fall into random new piles.

Fascinating.

And, somehow they seem to represent 

something old.

I'm not sure what to do with them.

So, I put them back in the container and I am going to bring them out tomorrow and let my granddaughter play with them.

 

She'll know what to do.

 Or, perhaps they will just end up in new piles and they will be sifted through smaller fingers.

Or, at a family dinner tomorrow night, I will teach everyone Button, button, whose got the button.

Simply fascinating.