you be the judge
A funny coincidence or manifestation from my childhood?
My mom sent over a photo of my first Cabbage Patch Kid – oh yes, I had a whole brood. She saw the resemblance on the last trip out here. The doll’s name is Ricky (I guess if I couldn’t date Ricky Schroder then I could pretend to change his diapers).
Listening: Richard Swift






that is hilarious! come to think of it my cabbage patch kid kind of looks like my babes too.
Love that you referenced both Ricky Schroeder AND your first cabbage patch kid! Genius. My CPK’s name was Xena and she was from Ohio. Wha? I’m pretty sure there weren’t any kids named Xena in Ohio.
HA! Love that she was named Xena – how very exotic of you!
Your live cabbage patch kid is much cuter than the fake one
I can’t believe your mom still had it. I remember opening mine up at Christmas and crying because she had red hair. At that point in my life I hated my red hair and the last thing I wanted was a cabbage patch with red hair. I ended up cutting all of her hair off. I’m sure my mom was happy about that since she searched the world for her. I can’t wait to mess my kids up like this.
What a great photo, can’t wait to see him in person. He is a beautiful baby.
Love you
Carolyn