For those of you who don't know, I love collections. You wouldn't know at first glance, my cottage isn't big enough to hold a collection of any sort ... well ... there is the the exception of my closet. But even then, my collection of shoes has spilled out of my closet, onto our shelves and into a chest that sits under my desk at work. But this isn't my point. Cooper's mom is a antique dealer, and holy cow, does she have some collections. I found an entire drawer of these cute little boxes tucked away and had to snag them. Each one has something about it that makes me swoon.