My all time favorite toy growing up was the Mrs. Beasley doll. I loved that doll more than I loved my baby sister!! After several years of my sister tearing Mrs. Beasley's arms off and my poor Mother repairing them as long as she could. One day, Mrs. Beasley wasn't there. The only thing that remained was her apron (which I still have today). My Mother's response to my questions of where the doll was "she's on vacation and we'll see her soon".......and I bought it. So naive :)
