These waffle blocks are at least 15 years old. We've had them since we lived in Texas, and they are still just as awesome.
Sophie likes to pretend that they are her house. She will spend so long opening and closing her "doors." God forbid one of the doors should fall off, or I will be summoned to immediately repair the inexcusable damage. (Only I can fix them, no one else is allowed to touch her precious house.)
At least we know my dad's money isn't going to waste. :)
1 comment:
haha! It's cute how each of the grandkids have latched onto one of the old toys. Remember how Mellie would go straight for potato head every time we came over?
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