I am obsessive about cleaning, and feel strange when I am not organizing or ‘re-cleaning’ things around the house.
Today, I attack the toy cupboard. Sadly though, the toy cupboard is only ‘that’ in name. Very few toys remain; the remaining space has been taken over by other stuff – odds and ends, this and that.
But it was not like this earlier. Every drawer in the toy cupboard was colour coded and sorted by type of toy, frequency of use, easy accessibility and other crazy things that only a mom with OCD would do!
At one point my daughter’s world was in various shades of pink, purple and silver. One drawer in the toy cupboard was dedicated to dolls, Barbie dolls to be specific. My daughter had around eight to ten Barbies.
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I remember wonderful afternoons, when my daughter and her friends would play, cook, have tea, dress up their Barbies, and do all that little girls around the world did!
Before we knew it, my husband and I were attending our daughter’s interview for admission to school. They wanted to meet the child and talk to her.
My husband and I sat on either side of our daughter, who was at her cheerful best. The teacher spoke to her.
Teacher : Why do you want to come to school?
Daughter: To study….
Teacher: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Daughter: (after deep thought) I want to be a Barbie doll.
All of us burst out laughing.
As with everything else, the Barbie phase came to an end, in bits and pieces.
It began when she stopped playing with the dolls, sometimes. Then came the phase, when she would take them out sometimes, or when a friend still wanted to play. Then came the phase of packing them up, but not willing to part with them. And then the day, when she gave them away.
The dolls were replaced by badge makers, loom bands, beading kits, and lots of art and craft projects.
Pinks and purples have now been replaced by black, silver, and more black and silver.
How time has flown!