This is little Sasha. This is the only doll my daughter ever really loved. It was also her first doll.She got her when she was two. She got it in return for promising not sucking het dummie anymore. I gave her Sasha and she gave me her dummie and she never sucked another dummie!!
I was glad to have a daughter and showered her with dolls. But sadly my daughter had nothing with dolls.
The little redhaired sister of Sasha is still new in her box.
The only doll she ever loved again was Pietertje (little Peter). He was a real baby boy doll if you get my drift and he is the size and the weight of a newborn baby. Anne- Marie loved the fact that she could feed him and he then did a little wee aan she could change his diaper and so on...It was the last doll she was given.
We gave her books instead of dolls. And she is still a very avid reader.She really adores her books.
So my attic if full with two boxes of unplayed dolls... The only funny thing is when we cleared the attic last summer she did not want me to sell or give away all these old dolls.
Will there ever be another little girl to play with them or will they forever be boxed up in the attic?? I wonder....
