I saw a friend for lunch today and was bemoaning that I feel “unappreciated” at my day job. We’ve all had those days no doubt! So how great is it when I come home (after 2 hours of traffic), kind of tired, to have my almost four year old tell me that she found a doll that looked like me in her American Girl catalog. I assumed it was a doll that one of my twins had already marked up and colored all over, perhaps with her hair falling out…

…but no. It was a beautiful posh princess looking doll.

THAT’S what I needed.

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