The glorious gifts have been open, the delicious cookies eaten, and with everyone exhausted....the cleanup begins. Bows, wrapping paper, boxes, and ribbons must be swept up and bagged. Above, sweeping was my task after the Christmas of 1966. I was three years old here, and anxious to tidy up. A new wooden high chair for my doll can be seen, behind me to the left. I spy my brother's new football and car race track behind me to the right. Of course, everything became more fun when you were able to slide around the floor in your footie pajamas!
A five foot tall stuffed Panda arrived for Christmas that year. See him, behind my head! We named him Mr. Pops, and he became the grandfather to the dozens of other beloved teddy bears. Many years later, my brother and I rescued Mr. Pops from the trash, having been banished there because he was considered too dirty to get clean. Well, after he had a long soak in the tub...all was well. :)
A big wooden cradle (on the right) arrived for my doll that year, too. Mind you, it was real wood back then, not that particle board stuff you see so often today. It was so well made, you could probably safely put a real baby in that.
I'm so happy that I can cling onto memories from a Christmas past. Finally, in keeping with the latest trends, I just had to make one of those homemade snow globes, using a vintage baby deer, and a vintage Santa Claus.
Hope your holiday cleanup goes smoothly!