i lived in foster homes most of my childhood. well, there was this one doll a foster family gave me and her name was "cinnamon" she had this beautiful red hair and if u pushed her belly in...it would make her hair shorter. to make it longer, you just pulled her pony tail. she had freckles and she was so cute. i was really attached to this doll for some reason (as i was to a stuffed bear named "buffy") cinnamon and buffy had to come with me everywhere i went. it was a way i (as a child) delt with some of the emotional stuff of being abandoned. i still have buffy, but cinnamon was lost:-( i will never forget that doll and the comfort she brought me. so, in memory of her...meet cinnamon stix (me) ummm...i have a picture of buffy if anybody wants to see da' cutie??!! real name: Elizabeth