So my grandparents have decided that its time to downsize. By downsize I mean they are going to move to a retirement residence. Part of this process is weeding through their belongings, deciding what to keep, what to sell and what to give away. They've been working for a week and a half and have barely made a dent. (Note to self, don't acquire so much stuff)
Anyway, in the stuff they have been going through there are things they want to remain in the family, so there has been divvying (is that how you spell that?) going on. My Mom garnered for me some of my grandmother's old toys.
The toys consist of a a broom and a mop. The broom is actually more like a carpet sweeper and comes with a replacement head. The mop comes with floor oil.
Now I don't count myself to be much of a feminist, but I can't help but gasp at how pre-feminist revolution a mop and floor oil are as toys for a little girl. Oy.
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