These used to be my sister’s tins, but I adopted them when she moved to London to go to university when I was 15. I adore them. I love the art, I love that they once upon a time held children’s cookies, I love everything about them. And they are the perfect size to hold tiny little things that might other wise get lost. Here they are in their closed glory:
Tin #1, with the little girl playing with her doll house contains:
That’s right, World’s Littlest Snoopy! I still have him after all these years (and I mean at least 28 years). There’s also a small china duckling, Bad Badtz, a nurse doll, a baby clothes duckling patch and a Lego man ready for a margarita.
Tin #2, little boy playing with his castle contains:
This one’s great. It has a bunch of Polly Pocket dolls and their stuff that I got when they were brand new and cool. Now they don’t even fit in your pocket. There is also a pig eraser that would have been a prize for behaving myself at the dentist when I was young. Another china pig, a glass rooster and the metal car from Monopoly.
Tin #3, with the little girl swimming contains:
These were my mother’s toys when she was a little kid. They are in pristine condition because I have always treasured them. They are so cute and perfect. I just LOVE these two. I wish I knew where they came from, who made them. These might be in my top 10 most adored things I own.
You have now made me feel horrible about not being able to keep like, ANY of my stuff. I have like, a couple of egg holders and jewelry boxes and that’s all I can think of that I still have from like, forever ago.
Mind you I didn’t exactly pack all my stuff to move here. It was done for me, some somethings have been mis-laid…
Yeah, but, I think I am very ABnormal when it comes to this stuff. And when I say that these pictures aren’t even a splash in the bucket, I really mean it. They are like an enormous burden that I drag around with me, house to house. It’s not cool, trust me. But I somehow can’t get rid of them either! ARGH! Maybe you could adopt some of it and claim it as your own? You could make up stories…I’d help!
I would TOTALLY do that. And the stories would be amazing.
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