Now I know I told you all that this week’s Hope Chest Post was to be the very last, but… (it seems there will always be a but in a sentence like that) as soon as I began to pull out box after box from the memorabilia side of my chest, I realized it would take two more posts, if not three to finish off this series. Anyone tired yet? I hope not! This has to be my favorite part of my chest! Ah, blissful memories…
Do any of you recognize this sweet cartoon character? Whoopee for Madeline and her darling mon ami Genevieve!
Oh! Let’s not forget her former enemy Pepito! After all, he turned out to be quite the charming lad from Spain.
Hee hee! How my sisters and I would scramble over one another in the mornings before school time to go and watch this beloved French cartoon. We all would sing the theme song at the beginning of each show, squeal over the funny French accents, and let out a grumbling complaint when the credits would arise on the screen, “Awe! Now we have to go downstairs and do school! Foo!” I miss those simpler days of my younger years. One thought that enters my mind at this moment is how really & truly this funny little cartoon never failed to ad a sparkle of culture to our very American everyday life…
Anyhow, one day while we were visiting our local thrift store, I spied this enchanting little lunch box, which hung childishly against a collection of women’s purses. I fingered it, trying to decide if buying the thing would have any value latter in my life (my thoughts were on the children I will have one day, Lord willing). Then Mom came waltzing up and laughed at my indecisiveness, and said, “Oh Jess! Just buy it! You know how much you loved Madeline!” She was right! So one day, when the time comes, I hope to see my little girls carrying this strappy lunch box, singing the lines from Madeline.
Here we have what could be called the Incomplete Collection of Boyer Sister Creativity. These precious little creatures were once the magical citizens of Carnationton. Yes my friends, these were made by yours truly, (all except the Tooth Fairy box and the little smiling constable) and in the old days, every afternoon after school, we three would go from playing with our homemade toys to making more little town accessories that our citizens might happen to need at a moments notice. I hope that one day my children will find the value in these funny little things as I did and still do!
This couple used to be the Patriarch and Helpmeet to the very fine family of Acorn People. Their little heads are hand-painted wooden beads, their hair is a fine Mohair, and their decorous attire is made of craft felt and embroidery floss. Oh yes, their hats are real acorn tops. I cannot remember the names we gave to this fair couple, but I do remember how many hours it took to wrap their wire frames in the embroidery floss! 🙂
Ah yes. These fine polymer clay specimens are from an ancient time. Long ago, we three aspired to be Celtic princesses, and for months on end we would robe ourselves in nothing but green cloaks and unsheathed daggers. There always seemed to be a mystical sound track playing in the background of those glorious days of adventure. We were the fairest princesses of the land too I believe. Hee hee!
Lastly, tucked underneath all of my memory boxes lies this delicately printed parcel. When I was 13 the girls and I were given three printed envelopes just like the one you see above. Within its folds lies a unique sturdy paper doll (mine is named Hatty), and her collection of victorian paper costumes. When I first opened up Hatty’s envelope, I decided then and there that she was going to be saved for my little girls, and so there are not many adventures I can recount with her. Hopefully one day there will be, though…