Isn't she lovely?

We call her Mama Mary of the kitchen.  She makes my 2 year old smile whenever he sees her in her new place of honor in between the 2 windows over the kitchen sink.  She was a local yard sale find.  Really!  And trust me, there aren't many Catholic stuff finds in yard sales where I hail from.  I think perhaps Mama was meant to be there for me.  I think she was right there where I needed her to be.  She's now right here to remind me each and every day of the kind of Mama I so very  much want to be.  Pray for me, Mama Mary.