Back in the early 80’s there was only one thing that elementary school aged girls wanted. A Cabbage Patch Kid.
People were getting black eyes, clumps of hair torn out, and shins kicked for these adoptable dolls. All of my friends had one, but not me. I often looked on in envy as all my friends brought theirs to school. I felt like the only girl in school who didn’t have one so I would lie and say that I wasn’t allowed to bring mine to school.
It was Christmas 1983 and all of the gifts had been opened and still no Cabbage Patch Kid for me. I was crushed.
We all left my grandmother’s house in the evening and headed to my grandfather and step-grandmother’s house for dessert and gifts. I was grumpy and just wanted to go home but then, there it was. A box with a size and shape that made my heart skip a beat. I ripped it open and there she was! Elaine Ellen.
I have gotten plenty of gifts that have been nicer over the years, but I don’t remember a gift that has ever brought me so much excitement before or since that moment in time.
Unbeknownst to me, my mother had been trying to get one for me but wasn’t able to until after Christmas. I got my second one for Valentine’s Day.
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