From the time I was little, my mom has expressed frustration that I never liked to play with dolls. And it’s true — I didn’t. Not Madame Alexanders, not Corolles, not even Barbies.
Fast forward to my first girl, Navy. My mom’s hopes were alive once again. And when my mom spent an inordinate amount of money on a doll for Navy for Christmas one year, Navy opened it and wouldn’t even touch it. And then proceeded to tell Nonnie to take it back to the store. Clearly, Navy isn’t a doll lover either.
But my mom’s final hope….my final child who happens to be a girl….will she love dolls?
Let’s just say that I didn’t catch this picture with Pippi’s eyes closed — she is closing them for effect.
I would say that reading to your dolly should be somewhat exciting to my mom.
And although I don’t think Pippi is a doll fanatic, I think she is at least somewhere on the scale of “liking to play with dolls”.
Congrats Mom….this is the girl of your dreams.
Now do what you’ve always wanted to do…and go buy her 15 dolls, or just go in the wrap room and collect all of the dolls that Navy and I rejected!
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