I took this picture of Mary at bedtime tonight.
She has no idea that, that doll is over 25 years old or that her name is Jewel Tetsey. Nor does she know that it's an original from the Cabbage Patch Store in NYC or the fact that her Mommy hand picked her from the store or that Nana and Grandfy waited in a long cold line to get into the store.
She has been carrying that doll around all day. For months she has been eyeing her in her closet, but I wasn't ready to pass her down. Then, today, I thought it was time. She lit up and was so excited to play with her and have her meet her other baby.
I was excited to see her play with a doll, I played with daily. It's kind of cool to see things passed down. So, I guess my mom keeping things was the right idea, and that I should probably do the same for Mary.
And...Dad, this does not mean you can bring the Barbie Dream house, circa 1980, that will have to wait.