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Let’s see what’s inside…

These used to be my sister’s tins, but I adopted them when she moved to London to go to university when I was 15. I adore them. I love the art, I love that they once upon a time held children’s cookies, I love everything about them. And they are the perfect size to hold tiny little things that might other wise get lost. Here they are in their closed glory:

Tins.

Tin #1, with the little girl playing with her doll house contains:

Tin 1

That’s right, World’s Littlest Snoopy! I still have him after all these years (and I mean at least 28 years).  There’s also a small china duckling, Bad Badtz, a nurse doll, a baby clothes duckling patch and a Lego man ready for a margarita.

Tin #2, little boy playing with his castle contains:

Tin 2

This one’s great. It has a bunch of Polly Pocket dolls and their stuff that I got when they were brand new and cool. Now they don’t even fit in your pocket. There is also a pig eraser that would have been a prize for behaving myself at the dentist when I was young. Another china pig, a glass rooster and the metal car from Monopoly.

Tin #3, with the little girl swimming contains:

Tin 3

These were my mother’s toys when she was a little kid. They are in pristine condition because I have always treasured them. They are so cute and perfect. I just LOVE these two. I wish I knew where they came from, who made them. These might be in my top 10 most adored things I own.

3 Comments

  1. Allahkat wrote:

    You have now made me feel horrible about not being able to keep like, ANY of my stuff. I have like, a couple of egg holders and jewelry boxes and that’s all I can think of that I still have from like, forever ago.
    Mind you I didn’t exactly pack all my stuff to move here. It was done for me, some somethings have been mis-laid…

    Saturday, March 1, 2008 at 5:28 am | Permalink
  2. Yeah, but, I think I am very ABnormal when it comes to this stuff. And when I say that these pictures aren’t even a splash in the bucket, I really mean it. They are like an enormous burden that I drag around with me, house to house. It’s not cool, trust me. But I somehow can’t get rid of them either! ARGH! Maybe you could adopt some of it and claim it as your own? You could make up stories…I’d help!

    Saturday, March 1, 2008 at 7:30 am | Permalink
  3. Allahkat wrote:

    I would TOTALLY do that. And the stories would be amazing.

    Sunday, March 2, 2008 at 2:28 pm | Permalink

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