My good friend, Laura, has graciously invited people to read my blog. She writes for a local publication and is also featured in her own blog ( http://www.lauraleighpackardblog.com/ ). I am affectionately known as “Mr. Buddy” in some of her writings and it is an honor. She is sort of like a sister, except she didn’t know me when I was a jerk kid.
Her most recent article highlights a fun party that ended up with a horrific Barbie massacre. You’ll have to read it all to see how this traumatic event turned into one of her best works. The picture above was taken a few days later, but I think it captures the theme of a child growing up and, like Andy from Toy Story, putting aside toys that were once so important. This transformation out of childhood is not such a traumatic event for the kids; but, as I witnessed the night of the massacre, it is a far more moving event for us parents.
Recently, I asked my daughter what she was going to wear for her first day of school. She excitedly told me of her ensemble that included a grungy T-shirt with a Peace Sign on it (I cringed), khaki shorts, and Chuck Taylor’s with fluorescent shoe laces. Ok.
My response, “Really? What if I take you shopping and we pick out a nice, pretty dress?”
Her disdainful answer, “Dad! Dresses are SO out of style!”
What happened to Laura Ashley? My baby girl is growing up, and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it.