Naked Barbie Christmas

I just finished wrapping two naked Barbies.

Today is the first day I will get to see my 8 year old stepdaughter since Christmas. My 3 year old daughter was eying the presents under the tree this morning unhappily. I did hold back two presents for her, so she would have something to open while her sister was opening presents. However, she was asking why her sister had so many more presents than she did. My Mom and I were trying to explain that she had already opened almost all of her presents.

I said, “Remember, you got a play kitchen, and a dollhouse, and dolls?”

“The dolls don’t count.” she said. “They weren’t wrapped.”

“That’s because Great-Grandma sent money and we took you to the store and let you pick out any dolls you wanted.” I replied. “Would it make you feel better if I wrapped your dolls?”

“Yes!” she replied excitedly. Then she ran over to her dollhouse, extracted two Barbie dolls and ran over to me. “Wrap this one, and that one!”

I looked at the naked Barbies in her hands (she had all of her dolls out of their clothes mere minutes after getting home from the store). “Do you want me to get them dressed before I wrap them?”

She shook her head, “Nope, wrap them like this!”

So I did. There is a wrapped box under the tree with two naked Barbies in it.

Dora Diaspora

My 3 year old: “Daddy, what does diaspora mean?”
Me: “That’s when a lot of people have to move… wait a minute, did you say diaspora?”
Her: “Yup, Diaspora.”
Me: “Where did you hear that word?”
Her: “Dora Diaspora.”
Me: “It’s Dora the Explorer.”