When I saw her I knew she was coming home with me. Isn't she the cutest little thing. I do have to repair her dress a little, maybe my mom can help me. She reminds me of a doll a Colonel, friend of my dad gave me when I was little. But she had a sad ending. I don't remember doing this but, my mom told me that I broke her head open because I wanted to know how her eyes opened and closed. They always use to tell me that story. Oh no, not this one, I'm taking good care of her.
I'm also loving these new piece.