I loved Wonder Woman and I loved pretending to be her. I used to get discarded photo negatives from my Dad's small photo studio then I'd put them around my wrists and pretend to be fighting bullets with them.
One day my grandaunt came home from the States and my family asked me to recite a poem for her. They said she was going to take a picture of me and give it to Wonder Woman. The gullible four-year-old that I was believed them and did what they asked.
This is the only thing I have from my childhood, aside from my pictures.
All my dolls were left behind in the house I grew up in. I had my View Master till I was 14 but a cousin borrowed it and I never got it back.
That's what makes this thermos such a treasure. It is the only tangible proof of the innocence of my youth.
Do you have a treasure from your childhood? I'd really love to know. I hope you can leave your answer on the comment form. I'll check out your blog.