Pinky and Baby Pinky!

This is a picture of me and my older sister Dana., thirty-something years ago. I like pictures like this because I can look around at the objects in the room, such as the old Fisher Price parking garage that we used to play with all the time. I'm not sure why parking was such fun for children in the 70s, but it really was.

This picture is super sweet, because (Big) Pinky is in it. You can probably guess that Pinky is the huge, pink doll I'm putting on the rocking horse. She was one of my very favourite dolls.

This is me in the hospital because my face went crazy. Look closely - you'll see the crazy. You'll also see my leg all tied down to the bed. Aww...poor me. Now look beside me on the bed. You'll see Baby Pinky! She was my other favourite. I got her after I got the bigger one. Big Pinky used to just be Pinky, you see. My mom says I used to constantly ask her, "What should I name my Baby Pinky?" Finally she told me to name the damn thing Baby Pinky, and I did.

I really love my dollies. They live in Corina's room, but they are MINE ALL MINE!

See how emotional I get because of my love for them? Or maybe it was hair in my eyes. I can't remember now.

I never throw things out. For someone so cruel and heartless, I'm awfully sentimental.