I was on a mission last Friday. I was checking out the antique shops earlier in the week and saw a few items I was very interested in but decided at that moment to pass them by. You KNOW you need them when you can't stop thinking about them and start getting anxiety about whether or not somebody else may have scooped your future little lovelies up. It was about 15 minutes before my 2 year old was due for a nap and even sooner before a melt down could happen but I knew I needed to go back. When I walked into the Antique Asylum the woman said, "I knew you were on a mission!" as I places this adorable toy sewing machine and tiny little iron down on the counter.