I can sometimes just throw away anything even though I was really no more room but at some things you just hangs and it has a special meaning for one. So it goes
me with these 3 things here.
The cup I once got from my aunt when I was 8 Years old, she has my 3 girls survived but for Felix I can not use it, it has a crack and so I use it as a flower pot.
The milk jug has brought my mother as a child to get milk from the farmer.
And the pink coffee pot was in grandma's closet, I just love ....
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