"Stewart (Patty's Look @ Me of ClipClop Connemaras)" - 11 x 14" colored pencil on board.Copyright 2007 Maggie Stiefvater.
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Yesterday I dropped off a friend at the airport, and, as husband was working, brought along Thing 1 & Thing 2 (my toddlers) with me. After a fun-filled hour and a half trip to the airport, I had two Major Realizations on the way back.
(A few previous Major Realizations of this year:
- I'm going to have my grandmother's nose
- I'm only buying booth space at one horse show next year
- Black goes with everything
- I'm a published author!
- OH MAN I'm going to have my grandmother's nose)
Aren't you excited to know how my mind works?
Anyway, Major Realization No. 2 meant I had to hit Walmart on the way back, which Things 1 & 2 were not pleased with. I promised them "prizes" if they were good and ventured into the abyss. 35 minutes later, I emerged triumphantly with a printer cartridge, a package of magnetized numbers, and some sort of Barbie riding an elephant.
I wish I was joking.
This is the first doll/ Barbie that I've bought for Victoria, and frankly I found it a mystifying experience. Myself, I was never a Barbie sort. Well, my sister and I had some Barbies, but I mostly popped their heads off and turned their arms in improbable positions. So for Victoria to desire one . . . how bizarre.
So back to the elephant Barbie. It was indeed a creature made of wonderful marketing stuff. The small Barbie (the packaging said her name was Kelly, but she didn't look like a Kelly to me) sat on the back of a pink, glittery elephant, waving her arm like a prom queen in the East Indies. A blonde, mascara-ridden prom queen in the East Indies.
As Victoria eagerly watched me unwrap the box when we got home, I wondered how she was going to play with it. I mean, what sort of scenarios can you do with one doll and an elephant?
Kelly-who-is-not-really-Kelly: Walk, Elephant.
Elephant: Huh-uh.
KWINRK: Why couldn't I have been Malibu Barbie? Didn't she come with a Corvette?
I sighed and handed Victoria her loot. 10 minutes later, Kelly the Elephant Princess had gone missing and Victoria was happily playing with the elephant. She tells me she only wanted the elephant anyway.
Thank goodness, we are related.
5 comments:
At this age you can easily brain wash children. When my children were that age I taught them that McDonald's food was bad, but Subway was good! I also taught them to dislike Barbies.
It's sad, but true. When they are all done growing up I imagine they will have their own online blogs entitled "My Mom Hated Barbies and Other Horrific Stories from my Childhood"
And on a side note, my mother told me last week that I have my Grandmothers nose. Which I guess is good, because I could have had my Dad's nose. The man could hook a 15 lb bass if you know what I mean.
Kathy - ahah!!
OMG, I feel your pain. Anyway, the tipoff to Kelly the Elephant Princess re: Victoria, is that you should have known unless she wanted two Barbies, or even a Ken (God forgive me!), that it takes two to interact socially. And an elephant just don't cut it.
Hey, you could have had an elephant's nose too. I'll bet your grandmother is adorable!
Wow! You all know there is a play about Barbie & Ken & Females? My friend did a Masters using Barbie & Ken. Matter of fact several classmates used the Barbie & Ken. My had dolls. Do you remember the male doll that was Intact? Subway - not if you put the mayo on every layer. Ask a nutritionist. Me I never tried to influence my children in such amanner- as this bad this good. I held on as if I had Tigers by the tails - Magnificient Rides.
Beautiful work. My nose is my own! No one left to say anything. Never did while they were here.
Sherrie
That's a super horsey piece Maggie! I love how you've done the hair and got that "I'm full of beans" look to him.
As far as Barbie is concerned I'm like you...except instead of turning them into Cirque de Soleil performers I gave them haircuts. Sometimes it involved colouring as well but what's a good punky hair-cut without some streaks of pink and blue, right?
...right?
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