Earlier this year my grandmother surprised me by packing up a box of my most cherished toys as a little girl, in it was Mi Bebe... a French doll given to me by my grandfather. This simple act of sending me this was worth a million. Tonight I created a scrap book page about her, my very special mi be'be ...
Here is the journaling from the page
Whitney Rae is what I named her,
one very special doll brought back
from a business trip by my Poppy
when I was 11. Even though I was
starting to get too big to play with
dolls I adored her anyway. I was
very much the little mommy. She
now sits perched on top of my scrap
cabinet along with my other beloved
toys, still in almost perfect condition.
Someday I hope to pass her on to my