If any of you remember my previous stories about my husband, you may remember that he thinks that dolls should be left in boxes. Of course, I'm the opposite. One day (years ago), my husband came home from the flea market with a gift "for me".
He told me that he would only give her to me, though, if I would promise to keep her in the box. I told him that I couldn't make that promise. I told him that once he gives me a gift, it's mine to do whatever I want. He told me fine, he would keep it for himself. I told him that was fine with me. So here she is, my husband's one and only Barbie doll.