Sunday, December 09, 2007

Thursday, December 9, 1926

Thursday, December 9, 1926

Mama came over early to let me go down town. Papa took me out to lunch which I enjoyed very much. I shopped and got everything from furniture (doll) to fire engines and was so laden down I hardly got on the bus. However, I made it and felt after I got home and inventoried that I hadn’t got much after all. I’m afraid my little gifts will seem cheap to the others, they are the best I can afford.

(Aunt Marjorie wrote, "Mother seemed to give us gifts we liked. Except... when I was 12 or 13 she refused to get me the Max Factor make-up I saw in the drugstores, which I was very sure would make me beautiful!"

Is anyone really satisfied with the gifts they get others?)

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