We have let the Polly Pockets into our house. A colleague of Sam’s offered him a whole bin of them that her daughter was done with. I have a policy of never turning down gifts of toys, because you never know what will inspire a kid, right? And I knew Polly Pockets were small, but I had no idea that they were practically MICROSCOPIC.
Of course, Nell LOVES them, so we spend hours tracking down miniscule lost shoes.
Don’t even tell me that someday I will feel nostalgic about this.
- Big bowl of baba ganoush and some of the peppers and squash cut up as dippers for a party this week
- collards and pasta something or other
- pickled green tomatoes (from our garden)