My Favorite Toy from Years Back

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Most children have a special toy, they place relatively high value on. For me, it was a baby doll that I gave the name, "Micah." My parents tried to correct me and give this baby the name, 'Mike.' Why? Because my father's nickname was 'Mike.' Nope, I didn't accept this change of his name. One day, Dad was fixing our toaster and he mentioned the word micah. I guess it was some type of metal, used inside this kitchen appliance. I was all ears, at two-three years old. This name stuck in my mind, for some reason. Anyway, 'Micah' became my best friend, everyone else played second fiddle. One time, Micah came up missing. Our family combed the house top to bottom, but couldn't find my special friend. I had a heavy heart, even though they promised to buy me a different doll. A while later, my father was spooning sugar into his morning cup of coffee. What did he find buried in the sugar bowl? Yup, it was Micah my baby doll! I often liked to play in the sugar with a spoon, while Dad was eating breakfast. They surmised that Kharla forgot, she had buried Micah in the sugar My mother kept this doll tucked away in a drawer for many years. After I became a grow-up, Mom presented me with this doll, who used to live inside my pocket!