Have you kept anything from your childhood? Do you keep it out on display? Does it give you the warm fuzzies every time you look at it? I have kept just a few things all these years. We did a few cross-country moves while I was growing up so tossing things was a lot easier than hauling. But a few little treasures managed to survive the long treks…and the careless handling of youth. Among those treasures are these little dolls:
I have had them since the mid-1970s. A sister of a friend of my mom’s crocheted these little figures. The only one that has gone missing is the dog. He used to play fetch with the little boy. But (probably) on one of those moves he got misplaced…or simply ran off. Who knows.
I had these dolls on display in an old, wooden Coke crate. But there has been some recent reorganization going on around here and the Coke crate had to go. I didn’t know where to display these little troopers at first but then it dawned on me that putting them with my favorite childhood book series was the perfect pairing.
Those books…those dolls…make my vintage heart warm and happy.