One of the loveliest pleasures of motherhood for me has been re-living snippets of my own childhood. Through my girls, I am reminded of sweet outfits my Mum and Nanna made for me, games I used to play, books that captivated my imagination and beloved toys that joined me on my journey as a youngster. One such toy is a doll, Penny. Since moving out of home, she remained forgotten at the top of my wardrobe until one day last year when I was having a clear out and Grace discovered her.
"Can I have this doll Mummy?" she asked, clutching her in her arms in the same way I remember doing as a little girl. I hesitated at first, my once beloved doll seeming a bit precious for play, but then, thinking of her years being tucked away in a box I replied with, "Okay, just be gentle as she's getting a bit old."
Since that afternoon, Penny has been well loved. She has sat on Grace's bed during school hours and in the evening, been lovingly tucked in beside her with a special little pillow. As I've checked on my girls each night before tiptoeing to bed myself, it has truly warmed my heart seeing Grace's arm wrapped protectively around her 'friend', loving the very same doll from my own childhood.
Recently though, I discovered poor Penny was looking a little worse for wear. In several places, due to her age and years of being 'well loved', her fabric was beginning to wear out. Seams were opening, stuffing was poking through and there were sections where the material was threadbare and thinning and where discoloration was starting to show. Penny's days were sadly beginning to look numbered and beyond a simple patch-up job, so we've had to hunt for a replacement doll which we've fortunately found and ordered (and whose arrival we're now eagerly awaiting).
I hope that one day, Grace's 'new Penny' is a piece of her childhood she too can pass on to her children. And that just like me, she will do so remembering lovingly and with fondness her own days growing up...
Do you have any toys of your own you have kept and perhaps been fortunate enough to pass on to another generation?