We’ve spent the last couple of days furiously reorganizing our garage and paring down while Grandma Charlotte’s been here to take Gracen for walks and visits to the park.  One of the treasures I came across while going through years worth of boxed up goods were these wooden nesting dolls.  My dad brought them home from Russia for me after one of his work stints there when I was a girl, and though I knew they were special then, I didn’t understand how much they’d mean to me one day down the road.  What’s even better is now being able to share them with my little girl…

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