I thought for sure, after I graduated from college and carted several car loads of earthly belongings from Ohio to New York, that I had finally freed my mother of my stuff once and for all. I was a little nervous when she told me she was bringing me another “something” this weekend, but was pleasantly surprised when I opened a familiar brown shoebox to find… my Barbies! Quick story: I will never forget the day my mom offered to trade some brand new Barbies for our Barbie dream house in the basement. (For some reason we had the house before the dolls.) It was only after the fact that my sister and I realized how much more fun they would be if only we had a house for them to play in! I think we were scammed!