It arrives in our mailbox every so often.
I bring it into the house in all its glory.
An American Girl catalog has arrived, its cover designed to attract any young girl’s attention, its inside showing lovely dolls dressed in fine outfits with accessories, pets and coordinating furniture. My daughters are delighted when the catalog arrives; they peruse the pages, eyes scanning for any additions or changes.
And then….they cut it up.
First there’s a discussion of who gets which dolls. Then they go to work, scissors carefully trimming around each figure. Not long after, our playroom floor is littered with Felicity, Molly, Kit, and more in various outfits and poses. These paper dolls have many exciting adventures – most of which would never have been dreamed of by the actual doll’s creators.
Yes, were it financially possible, my husband and I could spend hundreds of dollars on buying the real thing; earlier this year, my oldest finally saved up enough money to buy her own American Girl Doll.
But in the end, I’m reminded of the child who plays with the box instead of the present that was inside. What simple pleasure is derived from some old-fashioned paper dolls and my girls’ own imaginations….and all free-of-charge.
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