Since we're getting so close to Christmas, it has me thinking about Christmases of yore. You know, back in the day, when I was a wee little one and couldn't sleep the night before Christmas because I was so flipping excited about Santa coming that next day? Those kinds of Christmases. Nostalgia. You have to love it.
I am not sure if I had one favorite present I received as a kid. Honestly, I loved all of them. I got excited with anything I got. The Barbie and the Rockers stage? Yes! Babysitter Club books? Holla! My Jem doll? Truly outrageous!
There was one particular present that really stands out as one of my favorites, though. As a little girl, I was mesmerized with dollhouses. I wanted one so badly I could taste it. I loved the cute little furniture, the little details that went into each room in the house. We'd see the really huge and ornate ones at the store, and I'd always point them out, hoping that some day I would get to pretend I had a family living in one of these houses.
Then, my day came. I didn't even put it on my Christmas list, but he must have been psychic. I about lost it as soon as I opened my present and saw what it was. A yellow dollhouse of my very own. An O'Jenny dollhouse, to be exact.
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I couldn't wait to play with it. I could barely contain my excitement as my dad carefully opened each item and put on every decal. How cool was this house? I remember being in heaven all day that Christmas, as I arranged and rearranged the furniture in my house and played with my O'Jenny family.
I still have that house somewhere at my parent's house. Of course, the house grew into other O'Jenny items I got for birthdays and with my allowance: a barn, pool, tree house, mall, and camper. I had an entire O'Jenny village. It's funny because a couple years ago my sister got my O'Jenny items out to play with my nieces, and I found myself getting oddly protective of my past treasures. "No, girls...this is how you set it up...no, you don't put the couch there..." Maybe Nainy needs to learn to share?
So that was my favorite Christmas present of all time. Of course, I love everything T gives me, but nothing can compare to that dollhouse and the excitement I felt that day. It's funny how pictures like this can take you back, isn't it?
It's Wednesday, folks! Halfway there until the weekend!