Show and Tell Friday
This is my first time participating in Show and Tell Friday. I'm really excited about it too. Why don't you pop on over to Sandra's blog, Diary of a Stay at Home Mom, and see where this cool meme started.
I'm excited to show you my jewelry box. All of my great grandparents died either before I was born or when I was quite young. I only have a few very vague memories of my Great Grandma Holt, but when she died, I was given this music playing jewelry box.
I always kept it hidden in the top of my closet like some treasure that was all mine. I'd never had anything this nice before and it meant so much that it was given to me! The screws holding the lid on are stripped out in some places, and it's obviously got some wear and tear. Maybe some day I'll get it fixed.
The inside is so soft and when you open it, it plays a beautiful little song. It reminds me of the music box, at my Grandpa's house, that I used to sit on the couch with. I'd twist and twist so it would play while I opened it up and watched the little arm scrape over the little raised dots, creating the sounds that made the beautiful song.
So many different childhood memories are wrapped up in this beautiful little box. This beautiful box that remains unused to protect it, now from my little ones. Maybe someday I'll get to pass it on to one of them.
I'm excited to show you my jewelry box. All of my great grandparents died either before I was born or when I was quite young. I only have a few very vague memories of my Great Grandma Holt, but when she died, I was given this music playing jewelry box.
I always kept it hidden in the top of my closet like some treasure that was all mine. I'd never had anything this nice before and it meant so much that it was given to me! The screws holding the lid on are stripped out in some places, and it's obviously got some wear and tear. Maybe some day I'll get it fixed.
The inside is so soft and when you open it, it plays a beautiful little song. It reminds me of the music box, at my Grandpa's house, that I used to sit on the couch with. I'd twist and twist so it would play while I opened it up and watched the little arm scrape over the little raised dots, creating the sounds that made the beautiful song.
So many different childhood memories are wrapped up in this beautiful little box. This beautiful box that remains unused to protect it, now from my little ones. Maybe someday I'll get to pass it on to one of them.
Comments
What a wonderful treasure indeed :)