This is actually an update to my previous post. I found this vintage photo today at my parents house and I wanted to share a better view of my favorite gift ever -- my dollhouse. Note the patterned polyester pants I was sporting, while my sister was trendy in tartan! I'm not sure why I have a pointed head, but I still look pretty happy sitting in front of the mansion.
my sister and I circa 1975
I also came across the illusive Dusty Gymnastic Set! I couldn't so much as even find a photo of this on Google when I checked last week, so for all I know this could be the only one in existence! You get a clear view of all of the gymnastic apparatus on the box and you can see just how elated I was.
shredding presents in 1976!
Well, this year it's all about my nephew. There is something therapeutic about spending time with a kid. So innocent and pure, it is hard to even comprehend. No pressure, no worries. The most exciting part of the day is -- ALL day and the most depressing part is going to bed. I think, just for one day, it would be nice to be a kid again! Have a fun and fantastic day my taffetadarlings!
my nephew... happy as a clam
