This is a compensated campaign as part of The Barbie Project. All thoughts and ideas are my own.
I was just about to leave for Philadelphia when my grandparents called me to tell me they had found an old suitcase that had belonged to me. It was a pale yellow, didn’t weigh much but what it carried had once been extremely precious to me. It was my collection of Barbie dolls that I had played with from the time I was 4 years old til my last Barbie was bought at the age of 10. Barbie was a piece of my childhood that I held very near and dear. However, I was 20 yrs old, and couldn’t possibly think of why I would want a suitcase full of Barbies as I ventured into independence, so I told my grandmother to give it to my cousins. Little did I know, Barbie and I would meet again.
When my daughter was born, I had plans! I was going to raise my girl to be a smart, strong, independent girl. There would be no Barbie dolls or pink frills for her. Somehow, on my journey towards independence, I had picked up that being feminine is a equal to being weak, or less than. I hated that I thought that way but I wanted to give my daughter a jump ahead, so for the first couple years of her life I did my best to keep overly “girly” stuff away from her.
That is, until, she found it on her own.
My daughter got her first Barbie as a gift from my sister. She was a ballerina, and my daughter fell instantly in love. I saw her eyes light up and her imagination started kicking into overdrive. The next time we walked into a Target, the Barbie aisle became her favorite place…and I tried to say no, but I couldn’t resist her sweet little face. So I bought her a couple more. I couldn’t believe I was buying my girl Barbies. What did this mean? Was I teaching her something bad? Would this kill all my hopes of raising a smart, independent, strong girl?
Not at all.
Instead what I found is that Barbie allowed my daughter to explore a new world. One minute Barbie was a chef, the next a teacher, and a few days later she was also an astronaut and a rock star. What Barbie did is show me that feminine does not mean weak and that, in fact, Barbie teaches my daughter that she can do anything she wants, all she has to do is dream it.
I have learned so much watching my daughter play with Barbie the past few years that I am now excited to announce that Barbie invited my family to participate in a new project where we are sharing what happens when kids play with Barbie called The Barbie Project. So what does that mean? It means that not only will Sofia get to learn more from Barbie- but I will too, cause I’ll be playing with her too! Well, if Sofia lets me anyway…as I found out, she seems to think “grown ups don’t know how to play.”
Well, I think it’s time I re-learned and I have an awesome teacher…