it happened again.

I've done this before and... here I am again.  Thanks to my Mother's skills of hoarding. I mean sentimentalism. Which I am seven years into her training program and I am doing well young grasshopper. Actually this coat had been out on loan to a cousin and we only just got it back. Which is why it is a bit snug on Letty. That's me circa December 1985 and Letty circa now. 

Aren't we all such a vision of 1985 flair?

Every now and then in the midst of our daily mess she plays along and does something I ask of her. When she decides to cooperate it is no small feat. And in this case it made my heart smile that she at least got to wear this little gem once in her lifetime. Wonder what other little things my mother has up her sleeve?