As a child I loved Barbie dolls and all the paraphenilia that came along with them. My parents purchased dolls, houses, cars, vans and my mom made tons of barbie clothes each year for Christmas. I could play with them for hours on end.

Eventually, I became too old to play with the dolls and they were put away. The year I turned 16 my friend Cammy and I got out all the dolls and played (dressed them up and fixed their hair) with them one last time. Sure we were “too old” to play with dolls but it was fun.

During this same time, my sister Tammy (who only liked to play with trucks and Tonker toys) begged to play with all my barbies and toys. My mom got them all down and gave them to Tammy who is 6 years younger than I am so she would have been around 10 years old then. While I no longer wanted to play with the dolls, I did want to keep them. However, that was not to happen. After Tammy got all the barbies and clothes, she chewed off their toes and fingers, cut their hair, ripped off their heads, ran over them with Tonker trucks, let them play in the sand and generally mutilated all the barbies.

Gotta love younger sisters! If you know Tammy… 🙂