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Day 7 - Your Favorite Childhood Toys

Barbie
Giggles
Ya know - whoever came up with this challenge didn't realize such an old, elderly woman would be doing this. They want me to reach into the abyss of memories from long, long, long ago.  My gosh, I can barely remember the toys I had, played with, loved.

The more recent memory is I was a crazy Barbie fan.  I loved playing with Barbies.  One of my favorite things in the world was two different Christmases waking to find these little suitcases FULL of handmade Barbie clothes.  I absolutely loved having all these Barbie clothes.  It was so awesome.  I also remember having a Barbie airplane and a Barbie motorhome.  Those are my very favorite Barbie memories.

Drowsy 
Before that, what I remember was dolls.  Baby dolls.  Sweet, lovable baby dolls.  Two come to mind - Giggles and Drowsey.  Giggles was an adorable baby - you wiggled her arms back and forth and she would giggle and laugh.  Drowsey was a doll that had a soft body and regular doll head.  She also had a pull string and when you pulled it she would say stuff like, "I'm so sleepy" and "is it nap time".



But, I think the thing I remember the very most and with the most fondest memories was my teddy bear.  It was this little brown bear - I don't even know if it was mine to begin with or one of my siblings.  It was a fur bear, but, it wasn't very soft - the fur was actually wirey and rough.  It had these two black beady eyes.  It was probably the ugliest thing in the world. I washed it one time - but, when I did, it was before we had a dryer - - it made the fur even more wirey and I don't think it ever dried again - even four or five years later.  I remember I kept this thing forever, probably until I moved out.  Now, all these years later, it reminds me of how hideous it really was.  It was nasty, ugly.  But, for some reason, it was the thing that went on my bed (when it was made), it was the thing I snuggled at night (until it was all mildewy smelling from never drying), it was my fondest childhood toy.

Is it just me - or am I boring??  UGH!!!

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