When we moved to our house I stowed a box of my old Barbies on the top shelf of Maggie's closet for a time when she'd be old enough to care about them. That time was last Thursday. Maggie pointed to the box and said, "Mom, get it!"
I got it.
She opened it and exclaimed, "Barbies! Mom, thank you SO MUCH!"
I really had no idea she knew what the things were called. But she knew what they were and exactly what to do with them. They have been her constant companions ever since.
And hanging onto that box for the past 17 years? Totally worth it.