Anybody remember those microscopic toys from the 90's called Polly Pockets? Well, my sister Katherine was obsessed with them. She would carry them around everywhere we went and collected several large sets of them. She grew out of them and Oma tucked them away for her grandkids. I think she has had them for about two decades, just waiting for a grandbaby to play with them.
That day finally arrived when we went down to San Marcos while Charlotte had the chicken pox. (I could not stand being inside our house any more with two sick kids and figured there was no one out in the country to infect. Best decision EVER!) Oma broke out the Polly Pockets and Charlotte was entranced. I didn't hear from her for 30 minutes. I couldn't even get her to go outside.
She shared (a little bit) with Paige and Aiden, but she was most happy when she was surrounded by all the Polly Pockets, all by her lonesome!
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