I just came across an old (copyright 1942) Sunday School nursery class book by Mary Edna Lloyd that my Mom had found and purchased at a thrift store.
It's a soft cover book 8 1/2" x 7 1/2". The black and white photos and innocence of the period are evident in the photos and stories. I hope you enjoy it.
You don't see teachers with lace collars like that anymore!
The boy on the lower right has a giant ringlet on top of his head.
When was the last time you put a headscarf on yourself or anyone else?
A little nostalgia on a Monday!
When I was growing up, I was quite proud of my heritage. I was one half Norwegian, three-eighths German and one-eighth Danish.
If I were to do the math on my children's heritage, it would be much harder. The melting pot has been stirred up again and again so that I would be dealing in fractions of sixteenths and thirty-seconds.
My dad's mother, Grandma J, was the child of Norwegian immigrants. All of her life, my Grandma spoke in Norwegian with her brothers and sisters. I never met her father, my Great Grandpa, but I did visit with my Great Grandma a few times, and she did not speak much English.
A couple weeks ago I attended an estate sale about a block and a half from my house, and picked up these delightful little wooden figurines for $4.
Nothing says "Norwegian" like Henning hand carved wooden figurines.
Keeping with the Norwegian theme, here is a trivet that was made from a Suzanne Toftey tile, Krum Kake Girl. I bought it at a consignment shop for $4. My Grandma wasn't a big Krum Kake maker, but she made a ton of Fattigman.
Finally, my Mom just gave me this vintage linen that I think is also Norwegian, but of course I can't translate it. Feel free to offer the translation in the comments section.
How many of you are of Norwegian descent, like me?

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