I had the Breyer horses. My grandpa built a stable for them. He also made me dolls for the dollhouse my dad built.
I usually read, though.
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I had the Breyer horses. My grandpa built a stable for them. He also made me dolls for the dollhouse my dad built.
I usually read, though.
Argh! "Why should I learn French? In 20 years, everyone will speak English anyway."
Tell them that French babies learn French, so it can't be that hard....
"Why should I learn French? In 20 years, everyone will speak English anyway."
Nonsense. Tell the silly student that it's much more likely that we'll all speak Spanish in 20 years.
I had tons of Bryer horses! A lot of them wound up with missing hooves. At my grandparents we played with them in the woods and down by the creek.
I didn't play with dolls much, probably because I had a lot of boy friends. We played hide and seek, football, kickball, dirt fight, that kind of thing.
I have all my Breyer horses in my spare room right now because I've got this plan to eBay them. The fatal flaw in my plan is that it requires some effort on my part.
Maybe in the future we'll have Roombas that randomly select our stuff and sell it on eBay....
Huh. I had an actual bow with blunt tipped arrows.
I got into more trouble with my child-sized gardening tools. At age 5 I covered the floor of my brother's room with baby powder and raked nice, neat rows. My mother was not nearly as pleased as I was.
A neighbor girl and I created elaborate Western frontier adventures with our horses. My brother and I would set up army men all over a room and fight wars with rubber band guns. My lone Barbie was largely ignored. I also had Captain and Tenille dolls that were cool because they came with (cardboard cutout) bulldogs.
I thought Barbies were lame because their legs wouldn't bend so they could ride my Breyer horses.