Category Archives: Barbie

First day of school…

This was my daughter’s second first day of school really;  third or fourth if you count her baby baby school, where she started going to “class” when she was about 18 months old!  Last year wound up such an epic fail, though, that I was really nervous about today.

She did FINE.  She was playing in the play kitchen of the classroom when I turned to leave, and I caught her eye.  Her lip had a teensy little tremble.  I smiled, said, “You’re fine!  See you soon, love you,” and left.

She was fine!

I was late to pick her up.  I think this probably moves me officially into “worst preschool mom ever.” (I am not comparing myself to crazily abusive moms or anything like that, just NORMAL moms!)   To be fair, if you do lunch but no extra class you pick up at one time, lunch and an extra class, another time, no lunch or extra class, a different time.  So it’s no wonder I was confused, right?  It won’t happen again!

On the downside, my girl had an accident while she was there.  She really doesn’t have accidents very often anymore, although sometimes I kind of wonder if we aren’t a bit too accepting when she does.  She knows it is totally fine to have an accident.  Not saying that she wants to, but I think when her options were “interrupt two adults to go potty, or keep quiet and have an accident,” she chose not to interrupt.  She gets a little intimidated by unfamiliar situations like that.   I guess they had her go in a bathroom to change, poor thing was wearing tiny clothes that did not fit when I picked her up!  So much for her adorable first day of school outfit!

So after school when she wanted to play (shudder) Barbie, I decided to use play to help her work through some of these situations.  With the dolls, I was able to create a school setup and have one of them be scared to ask to go potty.  Bella, as the teacher, told my doll:  “You can go potty whenever you need to;  and it’s ok if you have an accident!”

Then I had one of my dolls hit her doll, so she could practice what she’d say if (when!) that happens.  Then we roleplayed her asking to play, and a girl responding meanly (just happened recently), and some things she could reply.

Barbie is not my favorite toy.  I don’t ever play “prince rescues princess,” with my daughter;  she knows I don’t like it and won’t play it.  But if I can use the dolls to help her work through some difficult situations, that is fine!   I think this can be a really useful thing to do and you don’t have to do it with Barbie, either;  it could be any toy your child enjoys, even cars or trains or whatever they like best.  I don’t think this will necessarily work after one time, but doing it many times can help kids verbalize difficult situations so they aren’t so scary.

As a mom at the park pointed out to me last week, I can’t always be there with her.  I won’t always be there with her.  I need to provide her with tools she can use when I’m not around, and trust that she will be ok.

I think now it’s my turn to roleplay pretending that my girl is ok without me, because wow is that hard for me to do!


Groovy Girls: Full of Win!

I have so many problems, high among them is my compulsive shopping habits.   Also, I’m addicted to toys.  I confess that about 75% of my daughters toys have been bought by me, with me in mind.   Hey if I have to be a prop in her play, at least we can play with pretty toys, right?!?!

Well anyways.  Right about now is where I disabuse you of any notion that you are at one of those mommyblogs where the mommy is this amazing and perfect crafter and super sexy housekeeper and decorator.  My house is a disaster.   I a) acquire way too much stuff and b) it’s usually really good stuff that I don’t want to get rid of, and c) I live in a tiny house with no closet space and d) I’m currently completely overwhelmed with where to put… well, anyfuckingthing.   Now that we have *that* out of the way, on with the actual topic of the post!

So!  Groovy Girls!  My daughter is many things but it’s pretty fair to say she loves everything girly.  Barbies, princesses, makeup, the whole nine yards.  Her favorite color is blue and I consider myself a bit lucky in that regard, at least for now.  I have surrendered a lot of territory on the princess front, for a lot of reasons.  Recently a friend gifted me 7 or so Barbies.  Ordinarily I would hide something like that and just disappear it without my sweet girl ever even knowing, but she was there and picked them out herself (from my friend’s daughter’s overflowing basket of Barbie’s!).  So.  Here I am, feminist mama bear, with a bunch of naked Barbies and just perplexed about what to do with them.

What I wound up doing was letting her play with them.  I even made them a few little dresses, though they wound up being flatly disastrous.  I am a noob sewer and those teeeeeeeeeeensy tiny little seams just did me in!  Gradually I’ve been tucking the Barbie’s away because truly, I am not a big fan of Barbie.  I realize that what my daughter wants is a “grown up” kind of doll with tons of clothes and accessories who is pretty and, of course, lotsa sparkle!

Enter Groovy Girls.  We stumbled across this one at a local toy store on one boring, cold, rainy day.  I snagged the opportunity, and also this sweet little doctor clothing kit to go with her.   My daughter was in love, and played with her all day long.

The really remarkable part came when my daughter asked if she could take her dolly in the bathtub with her.  I thought long and hard about it and was not sure, but said yes… I told her that her dolly’s hair might not be as pretty afterward, and that she probably could not sleep with her that night as she’d be wet.  My girl nodded, took her doll in the tub, and had a BLAST.  Washed her hair, and body, with her own soap and conditioner.

After the bath, I took the doll and wrapped her up tight in some of our prefold diapers to squeeze out the water.  Shockingly, most of the water came out within a few minutes.  By the time we got into bed about 10 minutes later, she was only a little bit damp.  I really couldn’t believe it!  She was also totally intact.  Her hair has dried a bit less curly, but otherwise perfectly.  So I can say with some assurance that your little girl absolutely can bathe with her Groovy Girl doll!  (FWIW we did take off the fancy princess dress first.)

With only two outfits, yesterday I attempted making one.  Slightly easier than Barbie clothes since it is bigger, still, I am just awful at sewing.  I keep plodding along, though!  I have to get better eventually, and I take heart in the fact that it used to take me an hour and a lot of cursing just to thread my sewing machine, and now that is easy peasy!  Anyways, here is our dolly and the little dress I made her.

I used this tutorial over at Craft Gossip, I just made the top into a dress instead of a top.  I used a ribbon that I ironed in half to bind the seam up top, and then hot glued sparkly little flowers over my truly dreadful stitching.  I guess I also did the straps differently although that was not so much intentional as it was that I did not notice.

Yep, my desk is a mess behind the doll.  I told you so!

I really love this doll, I love that she has a normal looking body (aside from her groovaliciously humongous feet!) and face, I love that her boobs are not cartoonishly large.  She actually doesn’t have breasts at all, much like your average little girl.  She does have an adorable belly button though.