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I don’t really know where to start, so we’ll start when I was six. Mom and Dad used to get me the American Girl catalog now and then to look at and I’d circle everything I wanted from it and keep it to look at.

One day, a large box showed up at the front door, with my name on the label. I couldn’t believe it, that only ever happened on birthdays and Christmas when the grandparents would send gifts, but this wasn’t either of those occasions.

Mom said I could open it up and…there she was when I lifted the lid off the dark red box inside. My Felicity, my first American Girl doll. I took her everywhere. I had a couple of her outfits by the time I was ten and I had her bedding and pajamas, but she was still my only doll.

I took her to the lake every summer to watch Dad fish and play by the water. And most summers, she came back unscathed save for a bit of dirt on her dress. But one summer, a boy who I’d know a couple of years decided it was stupid of me to bring Felicity and he knocked her into a muddy spot.

It took me the rest of the summer to learn how to clean my girl and restore her. After that, I started using my pocket money to buy dolls at thrift stores and yard sales to work on learning more.

Now, I have over a thousand dolls in my collection, from Barbie to American Girl, Bratz to Rainbow High. Some of them are original, some are customized.

I share my home with my husband, Sebastian, my daughter, Kyla and our son, Joseph as well as all of the dolls now. Well, and Bass’s husky, Icicle. Icy is a good girl, but I have yet to teach her to stay out of the doll room…hmm…

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