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The toy I have the fondest memories of playing with as a child was our
Fisher Price Play Family House.

fisher price house

And by our, I’m referring to my brothers and I, as we generally shared our toys and as the only girl I had no penchant for playing with dollies.

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Although I did enjoy a short-lived relationship with my Pretty Cut ‘n Grow until all her hair was cut and the and then she wasn’t so pretty anymore.
[Now you know where I gained my hairdressing experience.]

Pretty Cut n Grow
We also had the Fisher Price garage and airport; and as long as the boys didn’t trespass in my double story or mess with my plastic family, I permitted my brothers free reign over the transportation toys.

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Because we never had enough Fisher Price cars, we’d also use our Dinkie cars to speed down the ramp and take rides in the lift. I can still hear the clacking as our cars rode up.

airport

For my viewing pleasure, I had a collection of kaleidoscopes, and I haven’t yet lost my fascination for mandala’s.

kaleidoscope

Before television and video’s [remember Betamax?] I would watch my favourite cartoons on Viewmaster.

viewmater

Ah … those were the good ol’ days.
Playing house when I didn’t have to pay the bills.

In childhood, we press our nose to the pane, looking out.  In memories of childhood, we press our nose to the pane, looking in. 
  ~ Robert Brault ~