I've had this cute little mug since I was a baby. It might even have been my mother's. I'm not exactly sure, because it's the kind of thing that both my mother and her mother would have bought--because we're all somewhat obsessed with dishware.
See that little bird on the handle? Well, her tail is a whistle. Which makes the mug both charming and quaint. It's enchanted at least three generations of my family at this point.
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