I did have a cabbage patch kid, her name Mandy Leila.
I wanted to be this doll. Blonde hair blue eyes and dimple. Sunniness and Light. But I never really bonded with her. Partly, I think due to her signed butt. I suspect that it was she and her large but hidden bald patches that introduced me to the world of scepticism and cynicism!I still however treasure this very kitsch lamp I received from my paternal grandmother's estate. She was a flamboyant larger than life old broad who passed away when I was about 8 years of age. My paternal family is very large and my grandma did not have very much. I was very lucky to receive anything at all. It literally and in many ways figuratively shed a very positive light at a sad time. When on it sheds a very warm, cosy and magical light on the room at night. It is very comforting and lovely. It does not match the decor of my home but there is no way I can part with it.
Do head over to Tea Cups on Treetops and Threebuttons to check out some more prized childhood possessions.
4 comments:
That lamp is lovely.. and how great to have a special memory of your nan.
That little lamp is so sweet...it's so nice to have something that's been handed down from another generation.
Oh wow, I didn't realise that kid cabbage patch kids had those bald spots! I had the baby cabbage patch kid when I was young.
I'm loving this week's theme, getting to see everyone's treasured childhood memories. Surprisingly a lot of them are hand-me-downs or bequested items. I think it's a great way to keep the person's memory living on.
Your lamp is very special. What a great reminder of your grandmother.
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