He said: You’ve got to understand my feelings. I’m watching my daughter’s childhood go out the front door.
She said: That’s true, your daughter’s childhood goes out the front door every day. Let’s not mistake her childhood for a piece of plastic.
The finale: $238 and a change of heart, plus a very happy girl who can bank in all ways on the outcome.
The encore: I nearly forgot! For more on my feelings, or unfeelings, about Barbies, read this magazine article from a while ago. I still find her to be quite the educational toy.