I forgot to mention that there was a little hand-made caleisosope in the sailor purse J's sister gave me. She had made it herself, and it has a picture from an old newspaper of a ballerina on it. I used to love these as a kid! And I had totally forgotten about them.
(and why oh why did I make this picture. It almost scares me with all these flying faces of me. Uuuh, too psychedelic. My flying multiple heads will haunt me in my sleep. Nice one.)