Oldies...

Over 25 years ago my godfather, Uncle Alan, built a little cradle and highchair for my dolls.  The doll I had at the time was named Bernadette.  I remember playing with Bernadette and the cradle and highchair for hours.  And I remember how much I cherished the fact that it had been made especially for me by my uncle. 

My 3 girls now play with the highchair.  The cradle is still at my parent's place, but I always forget to grab it to bring back with us.  

Yesterday, 25 years after it was made I finally had to pull out the wood glue and reaffix the legs.  Other than that little issue this handmade gift has brought many hours of fun to myself and now my children.

I wonder if Uncle Al ever dreamed of how far his gift would go?

Thank you for the memories!