There are some things in life you hold on to. Maybe it is a letter from a former boyfriend, or a dress you loved how you looked in it. I keep things I loved seeing my kids use. This little doll high chair has been in at least 5 states as we traveled around. It is falling apart, yet I can't get rid of it. I will be having a 25 cent sale this Saturday, but I can't give this up. A lot of things I can get out of the house, Whew, but for some reason this is just too tender in my heart. Now I am gonna cry, so I guess I had better get off the blog.
Good Night Mickey in the Night Kitchen