Dolls vs Trucks

As I'm sure you can imagine, I wasn't much of a girly-girl when I was little. I preferred trucks to dolls, legos to Barbi's and pants to frilly Gunny Sack dresses. There's a family story about how when I was 2 or 3, my great-aunt Tia made a bet with her friend of hers. She bet that I would like a truck more than I would like a doll. I got the Hess Gas Truck for Christmas that looked something like this:



And I guess there was a doll but I have no idea what it looked like. I'm sure you can guess who the winner was.

As I'm sure you can imagine, my mom was very dismayed by this. I mean, here she had this little girl who wanted nothing to do with all the things that make girls girls.

Welcome to the present day. My mom is determined that LBH is going to be a girly-girl. Last week she sent 2 very pink dresses. Today she sent this, complete with a crib!!


I'm not sure what one does with a doll. If anyone finds a Hess truck in the next couple of years, please send it my way. I'm going to need all the help I can get against Grandma Q.