I remember the Christmas of 1985 like no other — that was the year my sisters and I got Cabbage Patch dolls. Seeing those large rectangle boxes under the tree as we were making our way down the green shag-carpeted stairs was a feeling I’ve tried to create for my kids year after year.
When I think about what the holidays mean to me, I am always transported to Christmas in the ’80s and remember the days of getting chocolate coins in my stocking, unveiling my Barbie Dream House, and sitting on my k...
Published on December 18, 2024 13:30