My parents have been redoing their office and, in the process, had to take everything out and organize it. This treasure manifest itself during the reorganizing. This is the tea set my Opa and Oma gave me when I was little. It holds a lot of memories of filling those little cups up with water and then spilling the little cups full of water on the carpet. I am pretty proud that every piece is still in the box and intact. I have never really been in to keeping things for my future children, but this...this changes the game completely. Also, there is a little bee flying right above the girl's head. Perfect, or what?