When my beautiful Miss Red was a mere babe, she, her father and I had a best friend family. The gentleman worked with her father and they had a baby girl of their own 1 month after I had Red. The girls love each other dearly to this day and as young toddlers they loved to play Barbie together. This is an ode to that time, and to those people we all were back then. And mostly to my old friends strange fascination with disposing of all Barbie accessories.
Remembering all the Barbie shoes you have simply tossed away in the past 11 years.
Think of what lovely thinks you could have created with those bits of plastic, had you just stored them instead of pitching them so thoughtlessly.
Sure small children eat them, and they hurt like the dickens when you step on them accidentally.
But there is a pitiful barefooted Barbie somewhere seeking shoes for her poor tip toed foot and she has none…all because of you.
How sad a tale this is!
Oh, you just reminded me of all the barbie shoes I stepped on, ouchie!