by Lorna Barrett / Lorraine Bartlett / L.L. Bartlett
I mean it? Do women ever stop loving their dolls? I don't think I did. But then I don't have children. (I have cats. And don't tell me that's easier -- ha! They fight like ... well, like little kids. "He's looking at me, Ma!!!!")
But then there were my dolls. I had a few of the greats. Thumbelina, Tiny Tears (with the rockabye eyes). I loved (and still have) my Barbies (and her friends and assorted relatives). And BTW, my Barbie flew in G.I. Joe's space capsule long before Mattel ever thought of putting her in space).
THE WALLED FLOWER. It'll be "officially" available on Tuesday (but I've heard rumors that some people have already found copies on the shelves) in bookstores and online.