Category Archives: family

Barbie Photo Shoot

On Barbie Gets Real, I recently created a Barbie Photo Shoot of Grandma Barbie taking photos of her Barbie – The World’s Smallest Barbie. It was my most popular post to date. It’s been one year since I started my Barbie Gets Real Instagram. I had no idea that thousands would follow it. It was…

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Barbie Babies

I have been adding to my Barbie collection and I wanted to add to my stash of Barbie babies. As a mother of four, and grandmother of ten, I knew that we would need babies to recreate our family and friends for my parallel plastic universe on my instagram Barbie Gets Real. Here are some…

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Barbie Gets Real

Can Barbie Get Real? For many years I wrote and spoke about body image and I had a few Barbie Dolls that traveled with me. During my speeches, I would hold them up and say, “I believe these dolls set a standard for perfection that is unattainable for any human and gives your young daughters…

Lower Your Expectations

I laughed when I saw this at the store because “Lower your expectations and then you won’t be disappointed” is something my friend, Nancy, and I say to each other. Lower your expectations in THINGS THAT DO NOT MATTER! Give Grace where you can and encouragement when you can. Love all those imperfect quirky humans…

Sending Your Kid to College

I left my baby this week. Lest you think I’m a bad mother – my baby is nearly six feet tall, rides a unicycle, plays the guitar and often gets mistaken for Zac Efron (A teen pop star, in case you have to ask, like I did). Jeremy is the fourth and last of our…

Till Death Do Us Part

Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. “Ron,” I protested late one night as I was trying to read, “that clicking sound…