My first trip away from diplo-baby also means the first gift that Mom will bring back to help smooth over being away. And given that I was in London, was there any other candidate for this gift than Paddington Bear? Bought at Paddington Station no less.
Paddington Bear always had a special place in my heart growing up – maybe because my mom always read it to me with all the accents. Maybe because being from Peru but in a London train station a little worse for the wear, Paddinton always had an element of outsider about him. Or maybe becuase he was always trying so hard to get things right but inevitably bungling something along the way. You see all of these elements of character in any childhood hero in a different light as an adult, and also as a parent. But Paddington still has a special place in my heart and I’ll be looking forward to rediscovering his tales – as well as those of so many other books we grew to love as children – through the lens of someone who sees them for the first time.