We live in the house that I grew up in. The children sleep in my old bedroom. I'm not sure whether this is a good thing, or whether they'll move to New York and Sydney as soon as possible, never to return.
For toys, there's no need to go to the store. Daddy will climb up on the attic and fetch whatever got stored there 30 years ago. Yesterday, he fetched my old doll carriage. Complete with doll and accessories. Look what was in there:
My first crocheting project ever (of course, wouldn't you know, a purse!).
I remember making that, and my little cramping hands trying to get the stitches even. I didn't remember this:
A doll's handbag. With a lining, so obviously sewn by a child, by hand, that it must have been my first sewing project.
That was fun! I think I need to go dig in the attic some more!
Ohhhhh--what a nice find! When my grandmother died, we found a quilt packed away, with a note she left in the corner which said, "Gwen's stitches". The stitches were huge. I was 3 years old when I started sewing with her.
ReplyDeleteThis is so fun! I can't imagine living in the house I grew up in, only because we moved so much as kids.
ReplyDeleteThat is so nice. I moved house at least 16 times between the ages of 0 and 18, and now I just want to stay in one house for evermoreI want to do this for my grandchildren - I guess I should start putting away the children's doll clothes soon!
ReplyDeleteIf your kids move to New York or Sydney you will always have somewhere terrific to visit.
What a fun find! I am certain all my early stitches are long gone.
ReplyDeleteWhat a treasure trove - sounds fun! Great purses - great history!
ReplyDeleteWhat a treat for you to find these things, and to be able to share them with your children is even better. I love the history you're building with your family.
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