benjamin button

When my parents came to visit in July, my mom brought me some of my grandmother's vintage buttons. So exciting because vintage buttons are awesome and I love my grandma, win win. However, these buttons had been in an old tin jar for several years/decades. And I think that old tin used to be home to motor oil or something because let me tell you: those buttons were stinkkkky. Never fear, however, Ellie was more than willing to help me sort and wash those things. (the tin ended up in the trash... I think it felt more at home in there). Here are some photos:

I found an old clay charm that I remember making for Grandma years ago:)

Let's be real- I definitely 409ed those suckers... they were just so stinky!

Something about holding a chunky baby makes you want to take selfies, ya know?