I was one of those little girls that ‘loved’ my dolls and cared for them with great care. I never went to bed without tucking them all safely in their beds first!
Butch was a very special doll for those days. For one thing he was a boy doll…not many of those around then. And his eyes were a sparkling brown (not the usual blue) and they opened and closed! He came with a little blue outfit but over the years I ‘hugged’ that right into the rag bag. LOL. Mom made the little outfit he’s wearing in the picture…she made so many clothes for them all.
I would give a lot to experience just one more tea party with us all sitting around a tiny table…mom with her knees up to her chin…drinking tea with her pinkie finger stuck out! And chattering to us ‘all’ about things of great importance. What a blessing she was to me.