When I was a child of maybe 4 or 5, I got to participate with my dad in his coin collecting hobby. It was a lot of fun for me and a memorable way to learn how to count by 5’s, 10’s, and 25’s. Despite the fact that it’s been decades since I’d really done any sort of coin collecting, the experience always stayed with me as something enjoyable. It seemed like a sort of happy thing for a parent and a child to do, like fishing is for some families.

So, on a whim, I bought a few coin collecting books while at Barnes & Noble with Rachel. They weren’t anything special, just the latest books for pennies and quarters, the kind of stuff you could easily find by empying out your change jar and rummaging through the loose change. But the girls and I really enjoyed it. I think it made some happy memories for them and, got them interested, because they’ve since asked to go through the change again and look for more matches to the open spots in the coin books.

It’s nothing fancy really. Just a fun little experience we shared over the course of a few a cold winter evenings. But maybe it’s something that’ll stay with them for a long time too, just like it did with me?

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