We picked a day when E was off work early and headed out to the Grove. The looks on the girls faces as they entered the multi-leveled store were priceless. They didn't seem to know where to even begin. We must have spent three hours in the place. Even E was contributing to doll discussion and data as Lene contemplated greatly which doll to bring home with her.
Lene finally left with Rebecca, who migrated here from Russia and was an aspiring actress. Nessa left with baby doll twins. We celebrated her birthday early since it will fall on Thanksgiving day this year.
I remember when all I wanted was a Cabbage Patch kid many moons ago. It was a difficult Christmas morning when I received a hand-made doll that wasn't really what I wanted. But I remember having to be thankful and appreciative because inside I knew it was the right thing to do. And she grew on me. But the next year when I got my real Willa Leann? I will always remember that feeling. That doll. I hope the same for my girls. They have their doll. I don't see this becoming any sort of tradition--it seems unnecessary to have multiple dolls that are similar. I want my girls, well Lene Bean, at least, to always remember the anticipation and excitement and the feelings this shopping day brought about.
Who needs the American Girl Cafe when you can eat at Chilis?
I sure hope they always remember this, because I know mom and dad sure will!
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