Ever since the birthday party I’ve been wondering about Iris. How old is she now? What is she doing? Where does she live? What happened to the teapot lid?
Oh, you’re confused. Of course you are.
Let me back up and start at the beginning. This story will make much more sense.
Over the weekend, we went to a birthday party for a relative. It seems the birthday boy likes to go to auctions. He’s a treasure hunter. How does one know if it’s a treasure or not? I think it’s a ‘beauty is in the eye of the beholder’ kind of thing.
To some it might have been a box of junk, but not to him. Upon seeing the tattered box, he thought to himself, “that looks like something Ginger might like”.
And he was ever so right. I like a junky box that just might have a world of undiscovered/unclaimed gems. Not gems in the literal sense, of course. So this was my surprise at the birthday party when it wasn’t even my birthday.
I first saw the tiny clothespins. They must have been for hanging out little dolly wash. See the regular sized one on the end?
Then I saw the teacups and silverware. How many tea parties have I missed, I wonder?
Then there was that little box off to the side. Now you know if it’s in its own box, someone thought it was special. It was marked “Iris’ Dollhouse Silverware”.
It’s the kind of thing that you want to open because you are curious, but you know that as soon as you do, you’ll never know that wonder of surprise again. You sort of want to linger over the possibilities.
So, I opened it and inside . . . 6 tiny teacups, 6 tiny saucers and six itty bitty spoons.
The whole collection was a teacup and silverware mishmash. When pieces are missing you know that someone played with it and had many doll and teddy bear tea parties. How do I know? I just do.
What I don’t know is where Iris is now and what happened to her doll house and if she had the best tea parties ever. I’m kind of curious what happened to the teapot lid too. It seems they are the first things to go.
Is it time for tea yet?