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Monday, March 22, 2010
Kristen: 81/365
Growing up, if you wanted something to drink at Babička and Dědeček's house, the kool-aid or milk would come in these short plastic cups. I've heard that these cups came from the containers of oatmeal they would buy. After my grandparents passed away, the 11 children went through the things at the old farm house, dividing everything up between them. "What about the cups?" I asked my Dad. No one was interested, so I got to claim them for my very own.
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NICE! I have always wondered what happened to those cups. I loved them so much. Although I don't ever remember drinking kool-aid. It was always tang or milk for me.
ReplyDeleteI'll share some with you, if you'd like. Or you can just come to my house for some Tang!
ReplyDeleteI love them! I also love items from relatives that have wonderful memories/stories attached =)
ReplyDeleteMy maternal grandmother had glasses just like those!
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