Another shot on the train. Alla with her Nana and Pappi. The whole time we were there saying, "Nana house!"Just her at Nana's house. A lucky shot by the window.
Go ahead and laugh, I know you all have your secrets hiding in boxes somewhere. It's just that Mom made us go through our boxes once and for all to see what was worth keeping and what was junk. Don't you even say this should have gone in the garbage. This is Raggedy Ann with all the marker 'make-up' I put on her years ago. Mom washed her, though, and she came out nice and clean. She's now taking up residence in the Twin Cities.