Little Girl Dish Set

Yes, I was once a little girl. What is the saying? "Grandmas are just antique little girls."

Sharing my dishes for show and tell at kelli's house is something I've wanted to do for some time now. Tonight being wide awake after trying to go to bed early, the idea to jump up and unpack them drew me to my feet and to the box on my closet shelf.

I have quite a few things from my childhood but just no place to display them. But after all the real treasures are in Christ Jesus and my goal is to have those on display every day.



Some of you great photographers are wishing for better pictures, but that is just not an accomplishment right now.



The little lamps were a yard sale find many years ago. They match the design on the dishes.



Here are the utensils. The pans originally were a larger set.



When growing up, my parents rented this big two story house for many years. One of its' features on the second floor, was a huge walk in attic. As my siblings and I became adults, many of our childhood toys were still stored there. I don't have time to start telling you all that was there from six children.

After living there for around 29 years, the house was being sold by the owner. So my mother decided that many of those toys were going to be sold before they moved. We were all allowed to pick what we wanted to keep. Afterwards, I wrote down some thoughts about that old attic and its objects of affection. For some reason, I looked up definitions of the word attic. I found out that years ago in some cultures the attic was a special place in the top of the house that was considered an elegant place to sit and maybe display fine things. When I thought of all the fond memories of our toys in that dusty place, it really was an elegant place.