As a mom to all girls my life may be a wee bit different than moms of both boys and girls. You see, I am raising future mom’s, and only future mom’s. With that being said, I would like to show you what I see often on my furniture. I call them my extended family.
Six of those little dolls are American Girl dolls, three being my eldests and one being a joint doll which was a gift from my mom last year. The twins belong to our four year old and McKenna is our seven year old’s.
If you’re even remotely familiar with American Girl Dolls then you know they are not cheap by any means. I have seen so many blog posts on how getting a ‘My Generation,’ doll from Target is just as good. I am here to say that if that’s all you can buy and your child will never come in contact with an American Girl doll than that may be true. However, my girls have had those dolls and they aren’t made nearly as well as the pricey American Girl dolls. Their hair is almost unmanageable and if you’re planning on these little things being around for awhile, their hair is semi-important.
My husband and I aren’t well off by any stretch of the imagination. We have had to save to get our girls these dolls and I am so glad we have. They are a wonderful addition to our family and are around us all the time.
I have learned much as I’ve gotten older and one thing I’ve learned is that I don’t like junk in my home so my girls don’t get nearly as many presents as they used to. It never failed, I would end up getting rid of tons of junky broken things by spring or summer. That was a waste of money.
Meet “Johnny boy and Amy,” our Bitty Twins. Johnny boy is pretty special. He’s our only boy. These belong to our sweet four year old who takes great care of them. She had a Target doll whom went bye bye awhile back. Her hair was everywhere! Ew… My poor girl pretended she was Johnny and Amy’s big sister. When I got rid of that doll my daughter looked at me all sad and said, “Mama, who will babysit them now?” It just about broke my heart but the amount of hair all over my floor and the floofed up, unbrushable doll hair won out and that doll said her goodbyes.
Here is my sweet baby girl playing with her big sisters doll, “Brenedette.” Brenedette is seven years old and my eldests first American Girl doll. She is very loved. Sunshine is now letting my four year old babysit her every now and then but my little one still misses her doll. Mama and Daddy might just have a special surprise for her this Christmas. My hubby is unemployed now that he’s off of orders but before he was we were able to buy each one of our daughters one Christmas present.
One may not be much, but we don’t believe Christmas is about presents. It’s when our family has a birthday party celebrating Jesus’ birthday and I’m pretty darn excited about this Christmas!