Button, Button

What is it about buttons that makes you just want to run your hands through them, feeling the smooth roundness and hearing the noise they make when they click together? I bought these buttons at two estate sales a couple of weeks ago, and this past weekend when I was home visiting, my mom and I had great fun going through and examining them. That alone was worth the money I spent on them.

I remember when I was young, maybe 5 or 6, we lived in Grand Junction and there was a fabric store that I used to go to with my mother. This fabric store had what could best be called a sandbox, only instead of sand it was full of buttons! This was obviously designed as a place for kids to play while their mothers shopped, and I loved it. It was so much fun to sit in all those buttons and pick through them, looking for treasure. My favorites (of course) were those with a rhinestone in the middle, and I remember convincing my mom to buy me one or two. I have no idea where all those buttons came from, but even now as an adult, I'd absolutely love to sit in a big tub of buttons and sift through them, like a magpie looking for something shiny.