Suffice to say very little in terms of childhood or family items have made it through to our forever home to be seen by my kids :(
One little trinket, though, somehow made it through. A tacky little china cat which I can't remember when or where I got, but it was certainly sometime before I was 5. So probably around my daughter's age. It isn't anything expensive, or special, but it is the tiniest and slimmest thread linking young Adelaide with her Mum at a similar age.
With only a handful of photos, and next to nothing else from or of me as a child, it's nice to have something from my childhood to become a part of hers <3 And so the tacky kitty sits in pride of place in her shadow box. I have impressed on her, several times, just how special it is to me (not in terms of what it is - more in terms of what it represents). And now she sits and looks at it commenting "This was Mumma's when she was little - and now it is MINE!"
Adelaide's kitty cat