My mom, who continues to read my blog regularly from Finland (she is there serving a mission for our church with my dad) … has made a request. Mom has spoken and I’m an obedient child. And so, to please my mother, and perhaps to provide a little entertainment for you, I am sharing this picture.
Yes. That would be me. Completely encircled with my dolls and stuffed animals, which I arranged (and rearranged and rearranged) on my bed. Notice the wallpaper which is sure to give you a headache if you stare long enough. And that ginormous doll that was the center of all doll things in my life? That is Holly. My grandma made it for me. One of the coolest acts of love from my grandma. Ever. I loved Holly. And of course Grandma too.
The context of this random blast from the past? In case you missed it, I shared a picture of Claire with her playthings on her bed in this post. And that’s what reminded my mom (and me) about how I did the same thing in my youth.
I love making connections like this. I love when our kids do thing that remind us of our own childhood.
