As a child, dolls were almost an obsession.
My father built a small playhouse, attached to our garage.
There I kept a huge collection of rag tag dollies.
Some had no arms or legs and one, as I recall, even had no head! Ha!
But I loved them all.
As an adult, I am happy to admit that the childhood love affair for dolls continues.
Shortly before Easter, the dolls in red velvet dresses returned to the doll
room on the second floor in order to make room for those in pastel dresses!
Most are in pink, my favorite color.
Who says childhood doesn't last forever?
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE TOY FROM CHILDHOOD?