New Friends

I’ve had some serious luck in the thrifting department lately.  Like, seriously amazing luck.  Even though I went a thrifting on Tuesday, yesterday I had the nagging feeling that I was going to miss out on something good.  So after lunch Creamie and I went again.  I scored a whole collection of vintage sewing patterns.  It was an amazing (for me) find.  I’m still not sure exactly what I’m going to do with them… but I couldn’t just leave them there for someone else to find.  Just thinking about it gives me anxiety.   (When have I said that before.)

Other recent thrifty purchases include the two baby dolls on the right. (Both of whom I welcomed home with a vicious attack with the magic eraser, the Clorox wipes and a trip through the washing machine.)  Creamie can hardly stand how important she feels to have three children to take care of.  She feeds them, and changes them and wipes their boogers*, and puts them to bed, and checks on them to make sure they are OK.  She’ll push them around in her stroller, and sits them down on her lap to read them a story.  She kisses their owies and helps them dance to her favorite music.  Her bed all of a sudden got very small with the addition of two more nightly residents.  The other day she snuggled up with all three babies to tell them stories and sing them to sleep.  I did the exact same thing when I was her age.  It is these little things that melt my heart, and I hope to never forget them.

*The other day I was helping Creamie blow her nose, and I told her that we were done, because her boogers were all gone.  She looked at me and said “Boogers all gone.  Go shopping get some more boogers.  Go Target, get some more boogers, at shopping.”  File that under “The Little Things that Melt Your Heart.”