I was 8th grade or so, out of the doll phase and into the boy phase.
Dolls were easier.
Did anyone have Liddle Kiddles? [link]
I had a big Liddle Kiddles suitcase that opened up. There was a pool in the middle, and little houses all around. My mother gave them to my cousin's good for nothing kids, who ruined them. She also gave them my crib, and we never got it back. I foolishly lent my kids' crib to the oldest of these kids, when she had her baby, and she moved across country, but left it in her old apartment.
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ARE NONE OF YOU WATCHING ROBOT CHICKEN?!! Where's the Seth Green love?
I keep having to tape it and check it out later, but Robot Chicken ROCKS!!!
There are no dolls named Sheryl(or Cheryl, for that matter). One less thing for kids at school to tease me with, I guess.
I bought this tomato sauce on sale - and sadly it was a buy one get one free sale so I have two. Well, it's weird and sweet.
How do you fix that?
I had a Dawn doll. Or at least I had the brunette version of the same.
I had a Francey and a Skipper.
I had a Robin Hood and Maid Marian kiddles and one that was a tiger.
I am so sad that I lost my kiddles in a move. (In a move in my late 20s.)
Liddle Kiddles
Oh yeah! I loved those. I only had a few, but I did have a little carrying case for them that opened into a house. About the size of a lunch box. It was so much fun!
We had Trolls too. When they first came out, they didn't have clothes so all the PTA moms made clothes out of felt to sell at the annual carnival. They totally sold out in the first hour.
Dolls were easier
Cindy is wise!
"those are taxes, welcome to the grown-up world."
Ah, I see you haven't quite made it yet. Middle school is a bitch, isn't it?
or
I see you haven't joined the professional world. May I speak with your manager please?
Reality is I would have spluttered and would be lucky to get out a "how rude."
I found a Nicole doll. Scary.
However, I have NicoleWorld. In NicoleWorld, Lee is not the nice one. Lee is the cookie hoarder.
I think Allyson should be allowed to go home now. And not just because I get nervous when she screams about wanting scissors.
I have no me-dolls.
What I do have is a strange suspicion that someone just sent me a picture of themselves for my wet site. It's an extremely pretty picture, and of a googleable aspiring actor/model/athlete type, so I'm going to use it ... but it's strange.
I have no me-dolls.
But you do have a you-action-figure....
