Barbie's Dream House

This weekend was so beautiful that Brent and I decided to do some spring cleaning in the Garage. We loaded up the truck with a bunch of stuff to take to Helping Hands and a lot of junk that just needed to be thrown away. Then, I came across the Barbie's Dream House that we got Brittany for her fifth birthday. It was old, stained, the plastic was brittle and cracking. Normally if the kids out grew a toy I would donate it to Goodwill or Helping Hands, unless it had significant meaning, then I put it in plastic tubs and stored it away. The Dream House was to big to put in a tub so we just stuck it in the attic. I knew that we would have to throw it away as we pulled it down, it was in to bad of shape to donate. As I carried it to the trash pile, memories of how excited she was when she opened it came flooding back to me. She couldn't wait for Brent to put it together. From the time she was five until age eleven she would sit for hours in her room and play Barbies. I would peek in the door at her and she would turn around and smile at me with a Barbie in each hand. When she was twelve she decided that she was to old for Barbie and asked if I would get the Dream House out of her room. I just could not part with it at the time, so I thought that I would keep it in case she ever has a little girl. That was the hardest time I have ever had throwing anything away. But, I have had to realize that things change and they grow up whether we like it or not. We are going with her tomorrow to purchase a new washer and dryer. Instead of furnishing Barbie's Dream House we are now helping her furnish her 's.