“It’s an American Girl Doll!”
Molly Comes to Live With the Rickmans Three years ago, when my granddaughter Emaline turned 7, her heart’s desire was an American Girl doll. Doting gramma that I am, I went with Emy and her mother to the AG store in Denver where Emy picked out “her” doll, Mary Ellen. No, I’m not abandoning my…