I am still in the 80's so I have a long way to go.
Katie was six years old. She wanted Baby Talk for Christmas. Tom was in seminary and working part time. I was subbing some but we didn't have the money for the doll.
I was at Katie's pre-school program. I talked to another mother, A for anonymous and because I am sorry to admit that I have forgotten her name. We were talking after the program and discussing Chrismas gifts for our children. She said she was buying her daughter THE Baby Talk. I replied that that was what Katie wanted too but we didn't think we could afford to buy it for her. I didn't really know her so I didn't think much of it.
I was gone one Saturday afternoon. When I returned, Tom told me that A had dropped off the doll for Katie. I am still teary eyed to think of this as I write it. A had been offered an extra shift as an RN and felt God wanted her to take it and to buy the doll for Katie. She told us that she wanted it to be given anonymously to Katie. Katie absolutely loved that doll, panicking at Christmas when the doll said she wanted to be fed and Katie couldn't find her bottle. We listened to it talk through the ride when we moved to Wichita, Kansas not long afterwards.
On a side note: Tom was also volunteering at our church as a pastor in training. The staff decided to split the Christmas gift that year with us. As a result, Tom was able to hunt down a Casey the Robot, Daniel's dream toy that year, on Christmas Eve:).
One other side note: Katie was not close friends with A's daughter, though she was a nice girl. We limited the number of kids that our children could invite to their birthday parties based on their ages. A and her daughter happened to stop by during Katie's birthday party. I felt horrible that the little girl hadn't been invited.
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