My Barbies
I remember many a summer afternoon spent on the lawn, just me, my barbies and a big pot of water. The pot transformed into a swimming pool and my barbies had a great time swimming.
Fast forward 20 some years. My girls have never been as into barbies as I once was. The box is in our closet, but it gets forgotten about unless I pull it out. And on those occasions when I remember it's there, everyone has fun playing for an hour or two.
That's exactly what happened today. I had a busy day and needed an activity to keep the kids entertained for a while. I remembered that box of Barbies. We dug it out of the closet and they got busy with the playing.
What a Finer Thing it is to see my children playing with my old toys.
Check out some of these Barbies. They're not really mine, although I did play with them. They belonged to my mom and aunts when they were kids. I'm not sure how I was fortunate enough to have them passed on me, but I'm not complaining.
Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I ruined their value back before I understood what value even was. Those feet? Totally my fault!
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