I had a really good reason for getting my old Barbies out for Sam. I will explain in a later post.
I was surprised to just have one Barbie in my old toys box. I've weeded them out through the years and just have the one Crystal Barbie and a gallon-size ziploc of clothes. I brought them up to Sam and he was really excited.
Within 30 seconds Crystal Barbie's head was off. Sam paused just a moment, looking at the decapitated little body, and then worked it into his play. "AAAAAAAHHH!" Headless Barbie cried, as she ran around like, well, a chicken with its head cut off.
I wedged her little head on and gave her back to Sam. Sam started to laugh. "Mom," he said, "She is naked!" I offered to put one of her evening gowns on her but he refused.
Now Crystal Barbie belongs to Sam. Her head will not stay on. Sam put her head in his toybox and plays with her body. Headless Barbie is still completely naked, but sometimes holds a little pink ski pole. She spends most of her time talking with cars and riding on Sam's trains.
I've messed up again, haven't I?
4 comments:
I can't stop laughing. It's the same thing Aid did with one of my porcelin dolls I have...at least you have one girl who will know what to do!
Barbies took up so much play time with my sisters and I. We even had a draft for picking which ones we would play with. There was one Barbie that no one wanted so she became the Barbie to experiment with haircutting, and later she turned into Military Barbie where we would wedge Black Cats anywhere we could and light her up.
I'd say beheaded, naked, and toting a ski pole is not bad!
Sammy's behavior seems normal to me. My Barbie is naked and headless too. I wouldn't worry.
I can't stop laughing. This totally made my day!
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