Vintage children's books always ellicit the same response from me. I clasp my hands together and gasp and my eyes get all misty... let's just say, I ADORE them. I could probably fill an entire house with them if I had my way. But this one is extra special. This is Little Ballerina by Dorothy Grider from 1958. You might remember Dorothy's charming illustrations from this post last year? It's ever so dear to my heart. I really can't decide who is cuter, the little ballerina or her puppy dog?