 | The Heidi doll.
When you punched her
bellybutton her arm'd fly up... presumeably in a wave. My little friends
would punch me in my bellybutton expecting my arm to fly up. It never did. I
had one of these dolls.
People have certain expectations of you when your name is Heidi. One is that
your hair is blonde and that you wear it in braids. Another is that you want
to know they used to have a German Shepherd named Heidi. (Sadly, said German
Shepherd is always dead by the time this news gets parlayed to you.) Another is that you
are somehow responsible for the Heidi
Game. And, for a brief period in my childhood, another assumption was
that a punch in the stomach will make your arm fly up.
That's all I'm going to say.
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