One of the best parts of having sisters (at least my sisters), is that my childhood was full of playing dolls.
For years, every Saturday morning, all three of us would get our enormous collection of American Girl paper dolls (the ones that hadn’t had their knees bent yet and could still stand up straight were the most prized) and play for hours.
So obviously, I have no choice but to indoctrinate my small child about the wonders of paper dolls.
I got a box of these Rosie Flo paper dolls from Chronicle Books a month or two ago, and we broke them out one afternoon while Bart was home from work.
Ella was intrigued and then enthralled.
I loved these paper dolls because they all were just the kind you pop out (instead of cutting them out) and Ella could do it herself – she managed to do them all and only rip two of them slightly in the process, which delighted me.
Also, the little runway/fashion house? Killed me. It withstood even Ella trying to climb into it.
Here’s to a long happy childhood of paper doll playing for Ella.
Oh, and I’ve got another box, thanks to Chronicle, so if you’d like to win one for your child or grandchild (or, hey, yourself – I won’t judge), leave a comment, and I’ll select a winner at random on April 20th.
I received this box of paper dolls from Chronicle, but I was not compensated for this post, and all the text and images are my own (obviously, unless Chronicle happens to have an identical twin to Ella).