Medley for Wordless Wednesday
It happened. My house has been over taken by Barbie. Some are princesses, some are princes. Some are headless. Some are always naked.
I really don’t mind. They seem to get along well. They share each other’s clothes and shoes. They have nice parties in the doll house. They even bathe with my daughter and drink bubble bath tea.
The latest addition was the Barbie car. It comes with seat belts, to which my daughter exclaims, “Safety first!” Ken recently joined the crowd and has been taking etiquette lessons from Prince Eric and Prince Phillip. He’s got a lot to learn.
As much as I really do love to see my daughter playing with them, I’ve got a serious beef with you. Here are my questions, little lady:
1.) Why do your fingers have to be so darn sharp? They got caught on everything!
2.) Can’t you make pants that don’t split when Ken sits down?
3.) Will you ever get to come down off of your toes? That’s gotta hurt!
4.) Have you invented a brush that can actually brush your unruly hair?
I look forward to your response. In the meantime, Ken will just have to stay on his feet.
Mom With a Beef
This is the guest room of my house in Charlotte, NC. It doesn’t look like this anymore. It’s been rented for 9 years and it will be sold in the next couple weeks.
Some thought this decor was way over the top. My best friend even called it “the scary room”. I adored this room of French Toile.
I am still very proud of myself for buying this house all on my own in 2001. I only lived in it for 5 years, but will always have such fond memories. The best of those memories are definitely the PARTIES! And as scary as that room may have been, my best friend didn’t hesitate to sleep in there when she couldn’t make it home!
This house, even after it changes hands, will remain on my list of life’s big accomplishments. It will forever be a source of pride.
Twenty-twenty six. Thanks for the good times. Glad to have known ya.