A while back I made scarves for my Pony amigurumis, and remembered the childhood fondness of having clothes for my soft toys - even the animals, who, though they were covered with fur, might have gotten 'cold.'
One of the very earliest "Santa" presents I remember - I was probably 3 or 4, because I know my brother wasn't on the scene yet - was a whole set of handmade doll clothes, just very simple things (mostly tops and slacks). They were delivered to me - showed up on Christmas morning - in a big brown paper bag with swoopy handwriting on it in a red pen (Now that I think of it...I must have been 4, because I was able to read) noting that they were a gift for me made specifically by "Mrs. Claus." There were a few unfinished items (! Yup, everyone who's made handmade gifts has been there) with a suggestion that maybe my mother and I could work together on finishing them.
A couple of years when I was a kid I got notes from Santa or Mrs. Claus, in that same swoopy handwriting (that was so different from either my mom's or my dad's handwriting...)
It's funny...it's almost 40 years later now (Wow, time does fly...well, actually 38 years, but whatever) and I still remember that almost photographically. I should tell my mom that I remember the year "Mrs. Claus" made doll clothes for my toys...
(This is the first of the "embargoed" posts - written before hand and doled out while I'm on break)
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You may be on break but you touched my heart with sweet memories. Thank you ... because I remember the Christmas Santa came into my room and got Tiny Tears and put her in the new doll stroller he was leaving beneath the tree. Sigh.
And there was a store just a few blocks from my house, a 5 & 10 store run by two erect slender ladies. They took doll dresses and hung them on little doll hangers - shoes were in glass divided bins on the counter beneath the hanging dresses. You could take your doll to the store and shop for new clothes just like your mama took you.
Some women truly understand what a little girl needs. Sigh. Thanks for prompting that memory too.
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