Tiny Tears Makes Smiles

 

A long time ago, a Tiny Tears doll touched a child's tender heart and made her happy for many years of her childhood.

That little child was me!

My Godmother, who had no children of her own, used to make magic every year around my birthday and holidays.

She'd always tell me, "What would you like me to buy you, honey?  You can have anything your little heart desires."

Can you imagine what a joyful question that was to one of five children whose parents had very little spending money for presents?

One year, when I was about six years old, I got my Tiny Tears doll.    

She had thick, close-cropped brown hair and, sure enough, cried tears after getting her "bah bah."  (She did pee, too. ha ha ha)At what point in life she disappeared from my life, I have no idea.

A few years ago, in my seventh decade of life, my daughter found a Tiny Tears doll online that was an exact replica of the original doll.

Of course, by now, the doll is an antique, which makes me one, too!

My daughter bought her and gave her to me as a gift one Christmas.

Receiving that childhood doll opened my heart as wide as the Grand Canyon and brought back a slew of happy memories.

Of course, I burst out crying.

This past weekend, Tiny Tears got changed into a deep pink dress with white flowers on the bodice.  It's perfect for spring.

Added was a pretty white bonnet.  (Yes, Tiny Tears has a bag full of clothing I've picked up at thrift stores!)

She's as pretty as a picture and is ready for spring!