My Dad and Mom used to dabble in a little woodworking; they never had the tools like you'd find in a work shop, but they had enough to do what they wanted to do.  They didn't make much stuff, just a few things.  I only have one of the things Dad made; it is a picture frame with my name on it.  It never had much of a back to it; it was just paper and that was torn off long ago.  I still hang on to this, though, and one day I guess my grandkids will have it.

This isn't quite that old, nor as sentimental, but my Mom gave me this about 9 or 10 years ago.  I don't know how old she is, for there's no date on her.  I just know it's been a while since I've seen a wind-up doll with the winder in the doll's bottom.  This, too will go to my grandkids (probably Kayla; don't think Cody will want it!)

This isn't anything to do with the theme, but I did capture  this today sitting along side the interstate.  I'm really surprised he didn't fly off when we pulled up, but he sat there for a few minutes before he'd had enough of getting his picture taken!

Hope y'all enjoy!