My Old Doll and a Thrifted Find

Last week while I was on my mission, digging around in our cedar chest for the chenille blanket, I found my old Holly Hobbie doll. I vaguely have any recollection of her existence. I used to love Holly Hobbie. I had her patchwork dress, which I loved to wear. I had some barbie-type Holly Hobbie dolls that I loved to play with. I loved Holly Hobbie.

So yesterday while I had to wait over three hours for some prescriptions (baby has an ear infection and enlarged tonsils), I ran into the thrift store. I really didn't see too much that interested me and I had promised myself that I was not going to buy anything unless I absolutely loved it.

I found only one pillowcase (which I loved) in the Last Chance section. With time to spare, I headed down the hall to the real thrifting area.

To keep Mason happy, we first checked for Halloween costumes (zilch). I looked at dishes (nada). I was just about to leave when I spied a little doll high chair. I decided to check it out, as Spenser does not have one for her dolls. It looked cute from a distance. As soon as I got close enough, I noticed:


It's a Holly Hobbie high chair! I think my heart skipped a few beats. I don't think I knew one existed.

I grabbed it so quickly. I had to carry it to the register because Spenser and Sawyer were in the cart and there was no room for it. Spenser immediately loved it and helped hold onto it. She has not let it out of her sight since. (She has even carried it upstairs to the bedrooms all by herself, with her apron around her waist, and a bag on her shoulder. What a little mom.)

Oh, and the cost? Just $2. Score!