gifts that keep giving

Mom gave me my clown doll from when I want a toy. It's really cute and Josie should enjoy staring at it - I don't want it covered in drool for her first few months. The strange thought is that the doll is 42 years old. When Josie plays with my old fisher-price little people toys at mom's house, she'll be playing with antiques. It would have been like me as an infant playing with stuff from 1924. I don't remember if my Lincoln Logs were steam powered with little coal slots devised by Thomas Edison.