







No longer traumatized
For years, my daughter jokingly told all of her friends that I had ruined her whole childhood and traumatized her because I wouldn’t buy her Sylvanian Families as a kiddo. So, we turned this into an elaborate prank last week at her High School graduation party.
I bought about 60 of them and dressed them all up as graduates on a stage, watching the valedictorian (my daughter) giving a speech. We included a poetic explanation on the back of the stage and each critters “diploma” contained a special message to my daughter from one of her close friends or family members.
A member of that group suggested that I repost the story here to spread a little joy. Hope you enjoy. ♥️