the little girl story

As I've mentioned before, preparing to move causes you to sort through all kinds of things. While helping my parents, I found a book given to me on the occasion of my Christening. It's signed and dated on the dedication page, '...the very first book for you very own library'.

It's a little worse for wear.

In fact, at some point I'd even signed the cover and apparently dropped it in the bath.

I could tell you the story without even reading the words. I remember it so well.

All about the pain of outgrowing the things you love, only to discover newer and better things down the road. Change is hard, my friends. Even when you're not so little.

I remember loving this book. So glad I can share it with my own little girls.

Which leads us to another charmingly retro discovery...

A little bowl and plate set that my Mom recalls receiving at a baby shower.

Little Miss Mod is taking her swanky pups out for a little walk. Not your typical juvenile theme, clearly someone was throwin' it down seventies style. 

Thank you, too, for all of your kind words and prayers regarding our Rosie. She's been diagnosed with Hepatitis, related either to the antibiotics she was on during her recent bout of Pneumonia or as part of that overall viral illness. We're awaiting further test results. As sick as she is, she still has a smile on her face even as she appears ready to star in a new version of 'Pinkalicious', as 'Yellowlicious'.

 I'm joining the fun at the following:

Common Ground,  French Country Cottage,  Lil' Vintage Story Books,  and  My Romantic Home.


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