But one Christmas, when I was four or five I knew my Mom, after we kids were in bed, stayed up sewing. I don't know if I knew it then, but I did later, that my Mom did not like to sew, she sewed because she had to! Anyway, Christmas morning I awoke to a wardrobe for my doll -- I don't remember how many pieces, but I know along with the usual dresses there was a little coat -- that impressed me!
As I have four older brothers and two younger I felt obliged to keep up with the boys and didn't spend a lot of time playing with dolls despite of my Mom's encouragement. Although my brothers also had a doll each, they were more inclined to other kinds of play; sometimes though they would play "house" with me.
|Barb with friends|
|Trina with Randy, 1984|
|Mina with Randy, 2014|
|Mina with Annabelle|
By Guest Blogger Barbara Burkard