We all have special memories. Embree decided to sell all of her Littlest Pet Shop toys, 70 or so, plus various sets and accompaniments. This morning, I set them all up to photograph before putting them on a website to sell. When she walked in, all tall and grown up, she melted. My little girl was back for a few minutes, telling her brothers about her favorites, recounting the personalities of each. They are more than plastic toys to her. They are her childhood. Brice has spent a couple of hours this afternoon getting to know them, too. She changed her mind. I think they will join the ranks of the Playmobil, Thomas the Tank Engine, and Legos...future toys for my grandchildren. I am nostalgic too.