When I was little I got an American Girl Baby Doll for Christmas one year. And I loved this doll, she was so perfect she had the most adorable little wicker bassinet that she sat in complete with a blanket and pillow. It was a big honor for me to get a doll because my parents never gave us dolls. They mostly got us Tonka trucks and wagons. So I was thrilled when I actually got a girl toy for this particular Christmas. I loved to just sit and look at my doll and not play with it because I wanted to keep it in pristine condition – in hopes of one day passing it on to my own daughter.
Within the past couple of days I have pulled this little doll out and let Emma and Lucy play with her. Yesterday Emma and I were “actually” playing with her, and Emma grabbed her blanket and pulled it by the lace and this stuff just ripped like soggy paper. I could not believe it. The lace was so delicate that it literally ripped easier than paper – it had just disintegrated. I am thrilled that I could pass this doll own to Emma to play with, but I wish that I had played with her more when I was little.
I have learned that it really does not pay to save things or collect things, and we just need to use what we have when we have it. I can literally apply this lesson to a lot of things in my life!
Monday, September 28, 2009
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You probably should have let your little sister play with her too. I"m just glad that I wasn't the one who ripped the lace because I would have gotten a spanking for playing with your things.
Thanks for letting the girls play with your prize doll.
You are right Laura - enjoy the gifts you are given - enjoy what you love now. Don't let life pass you by - jump right smack dab in the middle of it and ENJOY every blessing.
The flip side is - what a loving, giving, considerate person you are. Even when you were a little girl, you were thinking of someone else that would come years later - that you wanted to bless with your favorite doll.
I love everything about you!
Ahhh Laura, this is the sweetest little story. To know that you were thinking about Emma and passing this doll down so many years ago. Yeah, I think I only have one cabbage patch doll from my younger days and I think the only reason she made it this long is bc it was a homemade (durable) cabbage patch doll. Thanks for sharing!
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