I did LOVE making outfits for my doll, which sort of translated into doing costumes... Of course, I also loved dressing up and pretending I was either in Little House on the Prarie or that I was a witch making potions. I would love to do that now, too, but alas, I think people would send me to the mental institution.
My BFF says that one of the reasons she loves having kids is that it gives her an excuse to play pretend without feeling silly.
When I was 10, I read a lot, played with Barbies, and played Love Boat with in my friend's back yard who had a pool.
I've fallen in love with a Loveseat on Kijiji:
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I don't think I've $575 fallen in love with it, but I'm pretty close. If transporting it wasn't an issue, I'd probably have emailed them by now. If I had a car, I'd have bought a lot more crap on Kijiji.
Sophia, you should read
Geography of Bliss
next. Just for the title alone, but also the theme.
Mr. Mac! That's a serious kid foul. No game.
we are home. I am so seriously over his inability to deal with anything. I am going to bed.
My BFF says that one of the reasons she loves having kids is that it gives her an excuse to play pretend without feeling silly.
My sister says that, too. And she's made a career out of it - children's theater with an Original Play component. I think she wins for bliss-following in my family.
Mac, mind your mom!
That's a great loveseat.
Oh-- I used to work in Children;s Theatre! I loved it, but my boss was seriously craxy!!!
I'm glad to hear you've made it home, msbelle.
Oh-- I used to work in Children;s Theatre! I loved it, but my boss was seriously craxy!!!
Well, my sister is her own boss, so she's got that covered.
When you go to Papa Murphy's and tell your 13 year old son to pick what he wants (I usually go on my own and get the veggie thin crust or something like that), be prepared to come home with the 5 meat stuffed pizza. This thing is a MONSTER.
The boy has definitely hit stereotypical teenage boy eating levels.
Have finally booked our hotel for our anniversay weekend that starts, uhm, tomorrow. There has been so much drama and stress surrounding it this year. Ugh.
I guess it's our 13 th year curse.