My Grandma and Grandpa Norris didn't have too many toys at their house for us to play with when I was growing up. It certainly wasn't the way it was for my kids when they visited my parents. My mom and dad's house had nearly as many cars, blocks, and action heroes as my boys had at home so boredom was not a problem during their visits. But, when I would visit my grandparent's home, especially in the winter when I couldn't ride on the tree swing or play with one of the hula hoops that hung in the garage, my only real toy choice was a box of crayons and one or two coloring books that were kept in the hallway closet. That was fine for about the first 15 or 20 minutes, but soon I had to start looking for something else to keep me occupied. That's where this little brass item comes into play. This used to sit on one of the tables in the living room, near the brass-covered family Bible. I loved it. I used to pretend it was a teapot and I was serving tea to all my friends at the table. Sometimes, I would go upstairs to the tiny bedroom that my mother used to share with her older sister and pretend it was my apartment. Grandma and Grandpa had those beautiful glass doorknobs that my cousin and I would make believe were diamonds. It was a great place for using your imagination; something so many children miss out on today. My husband tells me he thinks my brass "teapot" was actually meant to be used to fill oil lamps. There are no identifying marks on it so I don't know who made it or where it came from. If anyone has any clues, I would love to hear them!
It doesn't really matter to me what it is though. It reminds me of my grandma and grandpa's home and that is enough!