donderdag 19 mei 2011
zaterdag 14 mei 2011
I remember there were a lot of dolls, He lift me up and I may pick one! Out of all that dolls I did not pick the big ones or the ones that good do something or the ones with beautifull hair....
No I picked a little one and I loved her with all my little heart.
I did not no that she was expensive and my daddy was not a rich man. Maybe she was the most expensive doll of the shop but my daddy bouth her for me because I picked her.She was the doll I wanted.She was my baby for all my childhood and I played with dolls untill I was 14 years old.
After that wherever I go she goes with me full of sweet memories.......
Many years later on a fair in Germany I bought this clothes and shoes for her. I think she looks very pretty in it.