Earlier this week, my friend and I had a conversation about all the wonderful things there was about being a kid. I was drawn back to my past, and all the times I played with Barbie, Kelly, Ken, Skipper...you get the idea.
I thought I would share with you some of the old dolls that my sister and I had. The good news is that I plan to save as many of them as possible, so that my own children can experience the joy of make believe...
(Potty Training Kelly was my sister's. However, if you watch the end, where it show's all of Kelly's friends..the little girl with the black hair and the raincoat...I owned her.)
This is one that we picked up at a Garage sale and gave to our younger cousin for her birthday. It was her first Barbie doll.
Background on the next video. This is the Barbie my mom had. She gave it to my sister and I when we started playing with Barbies. I would like to say, the only reason I recognized it was because of the ugly blue jumpsuit.
She dealt with a lot of unfortunate happenings in her life. Her fingers got bitten off, marker was smeared all over her face, and I'm fairly sure her hair was cut. Way to stick up, Great Shape Barbie!
I was amused.
Ladies, do you have favourites?