Aren't these pictures hilarious?
My favorite part is the inscriptions written by (then) 8-year-old Allison on the back of the photos.
Do you see that doll laying on the bed? The one with the red hair?
Her name was Annie. My mother waited in line for four hours so that I could be the first kid on my block to have a Cabbage Patch Kid. Sadly the only action that Annie ever saw was with Bradley, the boy in our caul-de-sac who my brother and I nicknamed Fruit Roll Up.