I'm Playing With Dolls Again

All I ever dreamed of being was a mommy.

Well, as I got older, maybe I wanted to teach.

That too was just the child calling to me!

I played with dolls until I was 12. 

I didn't let my friends see me!

That would not have been cool.

I did the Barbie and Ken-thing after I was 12.

Thus, my love for dolls continues.

My friend bought two old trunks.

Guess what was in one?

Vintage baby clothes and blankets.

Darling?

"...the cow jumped over the moon."

My daughter and son in law gave me an iron and ironing board 

cover for Christmas.  Yes, I asked for it! 

I washed and dried the pretties and then pressed them.
I soaked in Oxy Clean over night and washed two times
and some were still yellow.

A dress and matching slip that can be worn as a dress.

I knew the owner and she had boys.

I'm guessing the blue was for her boys.

Some of them were "Handmade in the Philippians."

The one with the pink bow is homemade and so adorable!

The buttons and button holes are so small.

I guess this worked for skinny, young mothers.

Me, I could hardly get the button in the hole.

When my Christy was almost 2, 

my granny gave her the doll that her son 

brought back from Germany after WWII. 

It's probably 75 years old.

She made the dress and the bloomers underneath.

My girls will be playing with their GREAT, GREAT Grandmother's doll.

Isn't that special?

Her eyes blink, she has a cloth body and rubber arms,

She cries when I squeeze them.

She feels like a real baby.

I decided that she needed a change of clothes

after 75 years. 

Don't we all count fingers and toes when our babies are born?

I like to kiss a baby's feet!

(Please pardon mine!)

Yes, fingers too!

Here are the newborn photos of my little blessings. 

I can play dolls again.

Waiting to do so.  Come on Feb 12!

Maybe we'll get to build a snowman!

Don't you just love the movie "FROZEN."