Here's one of many displays. Note NH’s own Annalee figures.
Reminded me of a special Christmas. Many years ago, my husband John got hit by a car in the parking lot of McDonald’s. (Don’t worry; he didn’t get hurt.) As he flew up over the hood and hovered midair, he said: “All I could think of was that I was wearing pink underwear.” You know, a red sweatshirt gets in with the whites and everything goes pink.
That Christmas, I put a flea in the ear of friends and relatives: John received 27 pairs of tighty-whities, size 38.
Don’t that bring a tear of joy to your eye? I know he was touched.
Mom and my girls went to the Chrsitmas Dove yesterday too. I heard all about the toys. I never did like Annalee dolls - always thought they were fugly and somewhat creepy.
Posted by: Tameson O'Brien | December 22, 2009 at 12:38 PM
Hi Tameson. Annalee's are a little strange and pinched in the face. We have a ghost one for halloween that's pretty nice, though. My mother in law used to work at the factory and got it at a discount, so it reminds us of her.
Posted by: Rebecca Rule | December 23, 2009 at 05:22 PM