My sister and I played pretend often children, and of course we always played “mothers and fathers,” or what most people call “playing house.” While our imaginary husbands were at their jobs and our doll babies were quietly sleeping, we would of course be mothers. Yes, I know this is a bit stereotypical but it was the 1960s, so there you go.
Cooking Toys
These little cooking pots were pieces of our kitchen toys. I remember imitating my mother by making potatoes out of Play-Doh, cutting them into chunks with a dull play knife, and plopping them into the pots. Oh, the simple pleasures of childhood. By the way, this painting was my first attempt at a reflective or silver surface. Happy Monday!
These are wonderfully done, Carol! And yay to Play-Doh! Loved that stuff… even the way it smelled! hehe 😊
Hahahha I had fun reading this one and remembered my childhood memories 😍 In summer vacations sometimes we used to cook while playing house 😀
By the way I like the pot illustrations, I can see the reflections and highlights on them.
Thanks, Snehal. Oh, the silly memories of childhood. How fortunate we are to have them!
I think playing house is an ageless game – I still see my nieces playing it lol.
This was such a lovely read, Carol. And the illustrationed pots are so well done!
Thanks, Sissh. I hope all is well with you and that you are working on some art that makes your heart sing!
Ture 😀
I am, Carol, thank you deeply! ^_^
Great job on the reflection!!! Really well done! I like the story too. 🙂