I couldn't pass up these gems when I spotted them at an estate sale the other day. These were clearly "grandma's house" toys, without the normal signs of wear and tear that toys like these would receive with regular rigorous play. Little Omi took to the house immediately, enjoying ringing the little front doorbell (it's a real bell, of course, not some silly battery-operated electronic gadget). She's not quite up to riding the scooter yet; she prefers to "ghost-ride" it, by walking along side and steering with one hand.
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I remember that little house. It has a doorbell as I recall. What a wonderful find!
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