Barbie Barbie Barbie

I've said before that I created a monster when I agreed to play Barbies with Lili. It's still true. She's constantly asking me to play Barbies with her and it reminds me of when my sister and I played with them as kids. Lili is pretty bossy, though, and won't play the Dating Game where you try to trick the bachelor into picking the skanky Barbie, or act out girl drama at the roller rink while performing solos to Pat Benatar songs. No, we have to play her way and her way is all about going to the Ball, but not before turning into a beautiful horse first. And we always have to bring our pets (various stuffed animals) to the Ball with us. And all the girls are good but there's a Good Boyfriend and a Bad Boyfriend, and those are their names. Most of the time, the boyfriends never show up so the girls just change their clothes a lot. After they change back from being beautiful horses, of course. Thank goodness she's so good when the timer goes off and it's the end of our playtime. 15 or 20 minutes is about all I can handle. Now if she would play my way, I could probably last for hours.