One-Armed Doll Taught My Daughter About Love

One of my most precious parenting memories began with an act of violence and a blood-curdling scream. My then-six-year-old daughter marched into the kitchen, grabbed the scissors and cut off her doll Brianne’s arm with all the sentimentality of a jaded Civil War doctor on the battlefield. Her older sister then screamed like a horrified …

Taming the Easter Excess

So, this is what my seven-year-old asked the Easter Bunny to bring her this weekend: Julie Albright, a $110 US “historical 1970s” doll from American Girl. Cue a small explosion in my brain. “The Easter Bunny does not have a workshop with elves who make toys. The Easter Bunny brings chocolate only,” I told her. …