I am 94 years old, and at age 12, in the year of 1923, times were poor, and any thoughts of jewelry were unheard of, but three loving aunts always gave me most any request my heart desired. I was a child, and I had innocent, childish thoughts. She believes this doll is real. Finally, Etsy members should be aware that third-party payment processors, such as PayPal, may independently monitor transactions for sanctions compliance and may block transactions as part of their own compliance programs. Items originating outside of the U. that are subject to the U. Together, we opened our eyes. My mom would try to wash my blanket while I was sleeping. With great excitement and anticipation, I knew the pond would freeze over by Christmas Day. My favorite gift was a Murray Supersonic Jet that I received back in 1956. Molly McDonough, age 10, West Barnstable. There is nothing that brings back my childhood Christmases than the ''smell'' of a new baby doll. My mom is my dell'hotel. Presents under the tree were secretly placed by Santa Christmas Eve - a new pair of ice skates or a shiny new bike - no iPods for us! Susan Clark, Mashpee. My cousin Ed, fresh out of the Navy, gave me a Brownie camera.
Also, I have a stuffed toy that's a flying squirrel named Rose who sits on my computer. She will be 80 in December and has been in this facility a little over a year. I was so sad, all I wanted to do was look for it. The good news is if I ever have children, I know exactly what not to do. After being played with by my daughter, he is now being enjoyed by my two granddaughters, as the third generation to enjoy my favorite childhood gift. This is my baby doll. Names were drawn, and the day finally came when the classmates would exchange gifts. Danielle Nickerson, Buzzards Bay. I looked for a chance to get her alone, but the ''small fry, '' my younger brothers and sisters, were being especially good, and they wanted to be sure Mom saw all their goodness so she could tell Santa, so she was never alone. The reason this item is special to me is mostly because it was from my grandmother, but also it is my most prized possession because it was my good luck charm.
When my sweet-natured Uncle Bob spent most of Christmas morning teaching me to tell time, I suspected that there was a Santa Claus and that he came in many disguises. I am an avid fan of ''American Idol'' contestant Anthony Fedorov. No one would ever think I was beautiful otherwise. Could I really believe the woman? The following Christmas, I did not dare to wish for skates because we were a single-parent family who lived poorly. Some of our favorite albums were by Peter, Paul and Mary Burl Ives Pete Seeger and ''Free To Be You and Me, '' by Marlo Thomas. My mom is my doll maker. Nine-year-old Meaghan Donnelly of Cotuit won the children's category for the story of her father's victory over cancer, and Barbara Clapp of Osterville won for her tale of a lesson learned on Christmas morning. He was acting very tenderly, which surprised me because he had been less than loving so far with his new sister. Judy Randing, Hyannis.
It seemed hours until Daddy said, ''Becky! I asked her if she could knit me a sweater she said yes. Body hair: zap away with expensive laser hair removal treatment. My Brother, My Mother, My Doll. As a teenager, I repainted it for my younger sister. I pray to Almighty God to make my mother live longer to reap what she sow. Because there was 2 feet of snow on the ground outside, they set the whole thing up in the living room. When I was very small. Brianne Cullen, age 10, Centerville.
Several times she asked us tonight what is the baby supposed to wear and asked us about diapers for her. Shout out to you my great defender MRS. MARGARET UJEYAH. When I was a little girl, my dad was in the Army reserves. At age 10, I turned over a new leaf. I vividly remember my grandmother telling us that both my sister and I would be receiving the ''same'' thing that year.
For days, he had been in his little basement workshop, sawing and hammering, often appearing bearing traces of sawdust and speckles of paint. Readers share treasured childhood memories. There was a duplicate of my beloved Ruthie. I'm not sure if I gave the dolls to them for their pleasure and excitement or mine. Margery Kranyik Fermino, Hyde Park and West Dennis. Judith: Beautiful poem... I was waiting for one to smell like those baby dolls. Smartronie: When thoy art feeble, old and grey my heathy hands shall be thy stay, Wurami I love and miss you so much, I wished you would be stayed longer to enjoy ur labour but I knew and you know I did my best maami, I miss you each passing day I love you mamaðŸ˜ðŸ˜ðŸ˜ðŸ˜. All my gifts are special, but none as special as the bear I got from one of my good friends, Lizzey, on my sixth birthday. When I opened it, there was a $1 bill enclosed. I was rummaging in the box, sifting through the sweaters and skirts, when Moe caught sight of me. Nuala Deely, age 10, Marstons Mills. I was happy all day through.
He was holding the most beautiful doll I had ever seen. I feel my hands opening the tissue-wrapped box. I must confess that I love the poem even more now. It was my only gift that year, worth a million.
I had one brother and two sisters at that time. Three days shy of Christmas, we went to a Sears and Roebuck store for hardware supplies with my dad. Nancy had a little different hairdo and a pink dress and bonnet. My favorite gift is not just one that sticks in mind, but of a baby doll that as a young girl we got every year, and I am guilty of doing the same for my six girls. She might take something back. We didn't have much money, and the kids knew it. Mom thinks Therapy doll is Real.