The year that Cabbage Patch Kids came out, it was the only thing my daughter wanted for Christmas. Her Christmas wish was my only experience in Black Friday shopping. We fought the crowds and looked everywhere for one and everywhere had sold out of the dolls.
Lucky for me, a good friend was a very talented seamstress. She agreed to make a kid if I paid for the materials.
I waited with bated breath, wondering if she could finish the doll by Christmas. A few days before Christmas she called to tell me the doll was ready. I was disappointed because she couldn’t find the flesh-colored cloth used in the store-bought dolls. She had used pure white cloth instead. However, other than skin-color it was an exact likeness. My friend even included a Cabbage Patch birth certificate, just like that of the ‘real’ dolls. Still, I worried that my daughter would see her doll differed from the store-bought dolls.
On Christmas morning, I found that skin-color didn’t matter to her. Her eyes brimmed with delight as she hugged the doll close. She didn’t wait to give the doll the name she had saved for it. Suzy became her constant companion.
The following October, I bought a “real” Cabbage Patch Kid for her birthday. I don’t remember if she even named it. Suzy was my daughter’s BFF all day long and at every bedtime. The other kid was just a some-time playmate.
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