Ann and Andy

I grew up with a little Raggedy Ann doll. My husband thinks they’re scary, but I always loved lifting up the shirt of my doll and seeing the little heart on her chest. It was like a secret we shared. I could always look, and I would know that I was loved, a gift from my mother. I found these two together amongst many other Raggedy Ann dolls at an antique store, but these two seemed like quite the pair.