LOL, that brings back memories. Hubby putting the contraption together, cursing the whole time, stuck in the cold basement or our walk in closet, Dec. 24, in case the girls got out of bed. When he said - it's done - we were both so relieved.
Believe it or not I miss those late nights and secret assembly sessions. We always encouraged gift suggestions that could be put together in a few hours. Anything more and we suggested they wait for their birthdays, knowing we had a lot more time to put them together.
I'll never forget the doll that pooped in a diaper. Not that we had to assemble it, but we had to read the instructions, open this can of paste and feed the baby. Now the paste was white or grey but it certainly did not come grey! It came out an army green color. And it never stopped. Picture a Play-doh machine attached to a doll's rear end. First time my youngest (about 5 then), fed this doll, then took off the diaper to watch for the poop, we were all howling on the floor but she was so upset with us because this was supposed to simulate a real baby. Funny thing was, the poop kept coming and coming. She said - turn it off! I couldn't. Then she flung the doll at me and said - I don't want it anymore! It won't stop pooping. More howls, more tears rolling down her sisters' face and mine. Oh I don't think Laura's ever forgiven us for that post-Christmas Day play session. LOL
I have no idea where that doll ended up either. Yikes!
Back to Barbies.....I found the house I posted about. But funny thing is all of the furniture was made out of cardboard. I thought some of mine was plastic? Memories are odd that way...he he
http://www.ladollshouse.com/1960s-barbi ... house.html