Comments on: it all started with the barbies

By: Brenda

Brenda — Fri, 08 May 2009 17:24:47 +0000

I LOVE this post! I’m an only child, so no sisters to play with and no brothers to bother me.

I was like the Nester, shopping the house for furniture. My mom sold Avon, so I had all kinds of pretty, decorated boxes to play with. The ones with cologne in them made perfect sofas.

I also used to break off the ends of those little pink picks that held my mom’s brush rollers in place. A perfect pink bar of Barbie soap!

When I visited my aunt, she had this tree in her front yard that had hard little orange berries on it. Now Barbie had oranges for the kitchen table!

Thanks for the post and the memories.

By: Deborah

Deborah — Fri, 08 May 2009 02:27:44 +0000

Wishing you a happy Mother’s day to all of us with kids, grandkids or even dogs and cats that bear our last names…Here’s to you!

By: Kimba @ A Soft Place to Land

Kimba @ A Soft Place to Land — Wed, 06 May 2009 21:38:42 +0000

I always wanted a sister to play barbies with. Maybe next time I’m down there, I’ll swing by and play with you.

I had a miniature dachshund that loved to chew on anything plastic. He eventually chewed the soft plastic feet off of most of my dolls. I pretented that they were handicapped.

By: vicki

vicki — Wed, 06 May 2009 12:58:47 +0000

What a sweet story. I do not have a sister but I can say I always wanted one. Reading your story made me cry…all for good reasons!
God is good!
~Vicki <

By: Katrina

Katrina — Tue, 05 May 2009 19:11:30 +0000

Emily,
What a beautiful story! I loved reading it. I grew up with three brothers, so I have more memories of matchbox cars and being held down while the dog licked milk off my cheek than I do of Barbies. : (
The relationship you have with Nester is wonderful and your family is so blessed!
Katrina

By: melissa

melissa — Tue, 05 May 2009 18:48:06 +0000

i didn’t get a chance to comment here yesterday (real life and stuff) and i so wanted to. oh the days of Barbies! i played with my cousin and my sister and i was the oldest with the most stuff. i was also very selfish. we would spend hours putting our houses together and changing the barbies’ clothes and choosing barbies, giving them names and deciding how many kids we had. oh it was great fun!

sometimes we had to share a husband though. we had very few men barbies.

By: Amy Jo Trager

Amy Jo Trager — Tue, 05 May 2009 15:32:59 +0000

Ahhh…. the days of Barbies. I havn’t thought about that in years, but of course it was a huge part of my play time too. I always spent the whole time setting up the house and never got around to the story line. My mom would make Barbie couches out of egg cartons, chairs out of tuna cans and fabric. I realize that she taught me to be creative and frugle at a young age, which is such a great gift!

By: JJ

JJ — Tue, 05 May 2009 13:37:54 +0000

“a hundred years of warm ahead of us” – oooh I love that! I remember so well what a hundred years of warm was like. I’m struck how those two little girls’ personalities/skills were already set as children. You- the writer and her designer! It takes some pressure off as a mom… we really aren’t orchestrating it all. Whew.

By: Julia @ Hooked on Houses

Julia @ Hooked on Houses — Tue, 05 May 2009 12:51:33 +0000

I always wanted a sister to play Barbies with. My brother was just never that interested.

I’m still laughing at Heathahlee’s Benevolence story. Too funny!

By: Sandy

Sandy — Tue, 05 May 2009 02:47:46 +0000

I came by way of Bonita’s newsletter. I loved your blogging advice in her interview. I had no idea Nester was your sister, how cool!

For me Barbie was all about being a flight attendant, (loved that Barbie airplane), an Olympic swimmer, (she swam in our gold fish pond in our front yard in summer or our fish tank in winter, my mom was great about that), and a girl who loved camping in her Barbie van, riding her bike through fields of clover.

Thanks for the memories!