When Gail was little, her father made her a cradle for her doll. As she grew, her parents stashed it away and when Maria was two years old, passed the doll cradle down to her.
Now, years later, Maria's daughter turned two, so we pulled out the cradle from storage, cleaned it up, gave it a new coat of varnish, and made her a quilt that matches a quilt Deanne gave her when she was born. By that evening, it once again had a doll inhabiting the cradle and was being taken care of by her "Mommy".
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