Matchy Matchy

how i became my mother

I have a confession to make… I have an insane doll collection.  I haven’t added to it in years but I can’t seem to part with any of the dolls.  I’ve thought about selling them but in the end I just couldn’t do it.  It all began at my birth and my first baby doll, Victoria.  My Grandma S. was a lover of all things Madame Alexander and so not just any baby doll would do for me.  Victoria was the first in a long line of Madame Alexander dolls and other dolls that I would collect through the years.  Christmas time marks the return of one of my favorite Madame dolls, my tree angel.  Not your typical white angel, my angel is dressed in shades of burgundy, rose and gold and I spent years collecting ornaments and ribbons that would perfectly compliment her on our Christmas tree.  But then…

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