It turns out my sister had no Barbies of her own, just played happily with my handmedowns. I sort of remember being asked about that and saying yes, of course, and of giving her Skipper outright at some point. Where is Skipper? My daughter had Barbies of various sorts; some were sold, some may still be in the house, but she/we did a lot of responsible cleaning out, so maybe not.
My sister was here to help with some responsible cleaning out of the family home, and progress was made, and good things happened this week--medically and with home health care, etc. Joy and relief! But care and stress continue. All shall be well.
And today shall be a Slattern Day....
2 comments:
Hang in there, dear Kathleen
God sez,
'Lettim play with dolls Upstairs!!'
If that's what your destiny is,
who am I to argue? I'll play right
along witchoo, miss gorgeous:
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Cya soon...
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