The is the scene on one of the sofas in my den. It appears my grandbaby, who spent the night, wanted company as she watched cartoons so she brought in the array of baby dolls she still plays with.
Some of hers and some belonged to her aunts.
They all have names and stories.
The day is coming,not so long from now, when these dolls will be packed away with other things she's outgrown. So I savor these moments and scenes.
Likely I'll leave the dolls just like they are until I can stand it no longer or company comes and needs a place to sit.
Silly, perhaps.
Sentimental, certainly.
But I am a grandmother so I'm pretty sure I'm allowed.
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