


I'm especially fond of the hairstyle.
I was never crazy about Barbie dolls. Even when I was a kid, I thought they were stupid. They all looked the same, the girls who played with them were mostly prissy, and on a deeper level, they represented a feminine ideal I somehow knew I could never live up to.
Maybe that's why, when I walked outside yesterday morning and found Sydney gaily tossing Barbie up in the air (she had no doubt come sailing over the neighbor's wall by accident), I merely smiled.
I'll take a beat-up stuffed animal any day.
3 comments:
you and me both.
how much for the dog?
Sydney looks great! Did she get a haircut? You can really see her face now. Such a cutie.
As for Barbie - she was askin' for it.
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