Dolly mail, and observations on parental weirdness.

Yesterday morning the darn doorbell woke me up after far to little sleep, but it was worth dragging my butt out of bed, since it was the two Licca outfits I bought on Rakuten that arrived. First of all, stock photos don't do them justice! I'm dying for my dolls to show up now so I can re-dress them <3 Along with the outfits, the shop had bundled the latest Licca catalog, which is of course completely adorable, and lots of fun to flip through. Today, mum came around for coffee, so as usual I showed her my latest haul, and that's when the weirdness kicked in. Mum's always been psuedo interested in my dolls, calling them cute, or cool-looking, but she's not really into it like I am, and I get that. To each their own. and let's face it, my interests are a bit... odd. But she picked up the catalog, started to flip through it, and began picking out favourites, remarking all the while "It's so sweet!" and "How cute!". I think I might have broken her. Either that or we finally found something we both feel the same way about XD