Little things make some of the best memories

Barbie's Beach Bus

Luckily for her, there's low humidity on Barbie's beach.

Christmas morning, 1974: I was so excited to find Barbie’s Beach Bus under our tree. That was also the year Malibu P.J., with her pink Jackie O sunglasses and perfect blond ponytails, joined my collection of anatomically-challenged but oh-so-loved dolls.

I thought it was amazing that Santa had not only given me what I wanted most, but that he’d also had time to set up a sweet, swingin’ campsite for Barbie and her friends–who, despite the winter weather in Raleigh, were lounging in tiny green camp chairs on our shag carpet beach and sipping invisible sweet tea at a picnic table. And Santa was a stickler for details: a Barbie beach towel tossed across a chair; tiny yellow dishes arranged neatly on shelves or placed by P.J.’s side (in case she needed a snack break from all that tanning); Barbie’s surf board casually propped up against the bus. It was pure magic to a seven-year-old.

My mom was the best.

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4 Responses to Little things make some of the best memories

  1. Jen says:

    Is that where this thing started? Go Mom! When you get your camper set up, Paige, if you want a life-size passenger doll for the beach trips, let me know.

  2. Definitely, Jen! You can make the cocktails at sunset.

  3. Daphne says:

    That’s a wonderful Christmas memory!

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