Girl playing with doll.This morning, while at the grocery store, I saw a preschooler carrying her American Girl doll around by the arm. The doll's hair was disheveled and her clothes were crumpled. Although she looked worn, I bet she was brand new; maybe a Christmas gift.
Two weeks ago, I went into American Girl to buy a gift for a friend's daughter. I hadn't been for a few years, and nostalgic, I went looking for my favorite historical characters. But they were nowhere to be found. Instead, I was overwhelmed by the overpowering narcissism emanating from the store. It was two floors, and evidently, all the historical dolls and other "second rate merchandise" was upstairs. Instead, the store was focused on doll after doll that could be personalized to look just like its owner, wore clothes that looked like they came from Limited Too and had hobbies more exciting than any 9-year-old I know. And as for accessories? You can buy anything from crutches to skis to pom-poms. As if that weren't enough, youRead More »from Parenting Guru: The End of My Love Affair with American Girl