I remember having one of the original Barbies, way back when, and either tossing her out or donating her because I thought I was much too grown up for dolls. Then just a few weeks later the New Bendable Legs Barbie came out and back then you could trade your Barbie in for a couple bucks off the new version. That was the first time I ever became angry with myself. My mother or my grandmother offered to take me to Woolco and trade in my doll. Oopsy!
I was not offered a replacement for my stupidity and all of my girlfriends proudly carried their new dolls for weeks. Such was life… at seven years old!