My mother baked my cake, frosted it, and traced the silhouette of a Holly Hobby doll with a toothpick in the icing. Then, very carefully, she filled in her outline with colored sugar. As a mother and baker now myself, I know how unpredictable and errant colored sugar can be. I am more impressed now than I was then. Then, I was just pleased to have such a cool cake.
I had three Holly Hobbie rag-dolls. Though there was a collection of dolls, Holly and her friends, my three dolls were all Holly. That was okay with me. I used to pretend that I was the mother of triplets. I thought that would be great. I'm older know. Wiser.
Happy Birthday to Me.
What memories. Happy birthday to you.
ReplyDeleteAll those lovely things our mother did for us and we never knew or cared how much trouble it was. So now it's our turn to be mothers.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to you! I grew up with Holly Hobby too. I haven't thought of her in years. I may just have to print that picture out.
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I used to look at the Sears Catalogue when I was little and DREAM of a canopy bed with Holly Hobbie linens. Sigh. I did have some stationary though!
ReplyDeleteA true work of LOVE.
ReplyDeleteI had a Holly Hobby lunch box...she was SO VERY SWEET.