Last weekend my 15-month-old daughter spied something glistening, something previously unseen and untouched, tucked away in the bottom corner of her bookcase. It had been there since she was five months old, but she’d never shown any interest in it. Suddenly, her little hands stretched out to remove it from its resting place, and excited, she thrust the box towards to me to open. This was the moment where my baby would finally meet Barbie.
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