Mamma and her new doll

When my mother was a little girl, she spent part of her summers in Levanger, Norway, with her Tante (Aunt) Ruth.  Ruth wasn't really her aunt, or any relation at all, but that's a story for another day. 

Tante Ruth had a ceramic doll made for my mother in Germany which had Ruth's own long hair put on it.  Ruth never had any children of her own, and doted on little Anne-Berit, her sister and brothers.  Ruth is standing in this picture, with her dog, Lady, at her feet.  Anne-Berit is holding her precious doll.  I don't know who the lady is sitting on the grass on the left.  (Circa 1931)

The doll still exists, though slightly worse for wear.  She has lost her eyes and her shoes, but the knit red-riding-hood dress still looks as fresh as it was over 80 years ago.