Memories are made of this

While cleaning up the attic today, I found some things which I had forgotten I held on to after all these years. I will post a few pics for you and you will understand why these items mean so much to me ...

This is "Lisa", my very first baby doll I received as a child from my nana who crochet many outfits for both Lisa and my Barbie dolls ...

This matching cape and skirt was made by my mom. She made a lot of my own clothing for me to wear while I was growing up and she was such a good seamstress. Alas, I never inhereted her talent ...

A bridal dress for my Barbie doll and a groom's suit for my Ken doll ...

My nana use to crochet many things. One of the things she used to make for me was a pair of warm night booties. I remember one time, I wore them so much that my booties actually had holes on the soles. I began to cry and my dad immediately called my nana and told her how upset I was about ruining the booties she had made me and my nana made me another pair right away ...  great family memories never truly go away and I am blessed to have them!