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Today’s prompt was: When I was younger, I tried…

When I was younger, I tried be be the mom of the year to my six Cabbage Patch Kids. That’s right, six. And, today, at age 34, I still remember every single one of their first and middle names. I know you are dying to know, right? Bear in mind that some of their names I kept from their “original birth certificates” and some of them I changed because they weren’t cool enough. See if you can guess which names I kept. In order of acquisition, I mean, adoption:
  • Diana Alina
  • Elsie Karna
  • Abigail Violet
  • Julie Elizabeth
  • Amy Brittany
  • Natalie Noelle

No, I wasn’t a spoiled brat with a monstrous toy collection that resulted from a Veruca Salt-ish mentality; I genuinely loved these dolls. They were my babies. I was an unusually nurturing little girl, and I never neglected my Cabbage Patch Kids. They went with me everywhere. In fact, my best friend Anne and I had the same number of CPK dolls, and each one of ours had a match with the other’s. I am afraid I am not awesome enough to remember Anne’s dolls names, except for Dustin Livingston, whom I believe was paired off with Elsie Karna. Not only that, but Anne and I had insane stuffed animal collections, and we paired up every last one of our animals, too!

Anne and I became friends because our moms were friends. When my family moved to Sioux City Iowa, where Anne and her family lived, our moms brought their two first grade daughters together and essentially informed us that we were going to be friends. And so we were. Every Tuesday we had playdates with one another.
Anne with two of her "kids". Check out all the animals on the bed- yikes!

Anne with two of her “kids”. Check out all the animals on the bed- yikes!

When we were in second or third grade, Anne moved away, and for years we would visit each other at least annually. Our dutiful fathers would transfer at least a half dozen paper bags full of CPK dolls and stuffed animals from trunk to trunk, as whichever of us was traveling would insist on bringing them along for a heartfelt reunion. I tried hard to make sure none of them ever felt left out or inferior. This strange habit of anthropomorphizing continued into my early teen years, when I always felt bad that only one of my special bears slept with me and traveled with me. The idea that the other bears in my collection would have hurt feelings plagued me. It’s no wonder I ended up in therapy eventually.
Here we are- children of the 80s. Check out our collection!

Here we are- children of the 80s. Check out our collection!

Our matched set of Cabbage Patch Kids and stuffed animals was the glue that bound our childhood friendship together, and as years passed and our collections were relegated to basement toyboxes and out-of-reach shelves, we found other common ground. Anne and I, though we haven’t lived in the same city for over 25 years, have maintained our friendship- the longest one I have ever had. As we grew from teens to college students to young adults, our relationship evolved, though our life paths did not always converge. No matter what, we always loved each other with fierce loyalty and protectiveness, and perhaps our shared history and memories were enough to ensure our continued closeness. As adulthood has set in, and jobs, moves, and children have interfered with our ability to communicate regularly, I still feel undeniably bonded to Anne.
The two of us at my wedding in Mexico

The two of us at my wedding in Mexico

Whenever I think back on our years of being Cabbage Patch mothers, I smile, and remember that I truly belonged with someone. A friend who loved me and understood me like no other friend could.


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