The simple pleasure of collecting stickers. I completely missed out on the sticker collecting phenomenon. I have boys and they were never into it. At least once a week it seems like, one of them would come home with a sticker on his shirt and inevitably I would forget to take it off before putting it in the laundry so almost every shirt they had had a spot of adhesive on it that wouldn’t come out. That’s my only experience with stickers.

While I was reading that post I suddenly thought of the paper dolls I had in the 60′s and I was a little sad that my parents moved several times when I was a kid and my mom lives in an apartment now so there’s no attic for me to go to and discover my old stuff. Here’s a Flickr pool for paper dolls. Isn’t it funny how much fun something so simple can be?

For a moment I thought, “Today’s kids don’t understand the joy of simple things,” but then I thought of those shaped rubber band thingys that all the kids collect. I don’t see the appeal myself but I think every generation of kids has something like that – something simple and cheap that all the kids “must have.” I don’t think paper dolls are in that category though. I didn’t know any other girls who had any. I think it might have been just an odd thing from an earlier era that only I was into. I was always rather “uncool”.

I suppose I outgrew them at some point and voluntarily threw them away. My mom never made me get rid of anything. It’s kind of silly I guess but now I sort of wish I had saved my paper dolls.