When you have The Pensioner around to decorate for the holidays, you never quite know what might end up in the rotation so this set of artifacts did not exactly surprise me although I don’t really have a coherent explanation for it besides something like he saw them so he put them under the tree.

It’s Orange Baby and Own Baby, of course. Orange Baby was delivered by the stork Frances Grandma the day newborn little sis came home from the horsepittal. She was lying in that cradle (once yer fav-o-rite blahgger’s) wrapped in homemade blankets waiting for her new mooma (big sis) to take care of her. It was love at first sight. One day we were coming out of Minifab (Minnesota Fabrics) and big sis panicked! “My baby! My orange baby!” Yes, we had left the newly named Orange Baby back by the pattern books. We quickly retrieved her and I guess that’s a better (or cleaner) place than where we once left Speedy Water Janet Pop Mousey Mushroom Ears, which was on top of a trash can in a McDonald’s restaurant bathroom (yes, we successfully retrieved Mousey too).

At the ripe old age of 18 months, little sis peered at me intently and strung together a coherent but pointed request: “Big Sis Orange Baby, OWN BABY!” I relayed this to “the stork” and if you knew The Commander at all, you know she quickly obtained another orange baby and made some more doll blankets to give to her third granddaughter.

The Pensioner being who he is has a collection of weird and not always PC artifacts and it was his idea to dress the little sis up in the “kill ’em all and let god sort ’em out” t-shirt shown below. Where did he get it? I do not know. Fortunately he did not obtain the Mohammed Bombhead shirt until many years later but that may not have had the same political connotations back then anyway. What did little sis do when she first received Own Baby? Held her up to show her the moon, of course.

The Pensioner did a great job on the decorations this xmas. I didn’t really have the time or psychological energy to do much. What I didn’t really need help with is wrapping packages because some things GOT MIXED UP!!! That resulted in big sis opening a couple of gifts that were supposed to be for little sis. I somehow missed that this happened until little sis had to ask me, uuhhhh, Mooooom, what happened to those Gwen Frostic calendars I asked for? Like SPECIFICALLY asked for, sending me links to EXACTLY what she wanted. It was an awkward moment for me but big sis was more than happy to hand them over. Everyone had too many gifts anyway.

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