Not all children are mischievous. Not all children are extrovert. Not all children are loud. Not all children are very talkative. But all children are worthy. Of love, of attention, of care, of protection. All of them need to be told this. They need to be sure of this. And they will express it, whether it will be out loud, or with a serene smile, holding this truth in their hearts. 

It's Christmas. This preorder has a personal resonance. My elder son Louis was a very calm, very serious, though very funny and endlessly chatty little boy. He still is like this now that he is a grown man. He has standards in life. Whether things or trends are from his generation doesn't mean much to him; it has to align with his values. And boy oh boy, if he is the funniest guy on earth, it has to agree with what he believes in. And if he still talks endlessly with yours truly, his dear friends, his professors; you will find him silent when around things or people who don't mean anything to him. Calm and quiet, in his own world. He is not shy at all, but he never gives a spectacle and likes his privacy.

My younger son Arnaud, I could tell you that he also became a man. But that would be some kind of a lie, of wishful thinking, or a truth of senseless numbers. Arnaud will never grow up. He is forever a child, lost in a giant man's body now. His severe autism prevented him to speak for years. But even without speaking, he was a loud child. So loud, so extrovert. With that paradox of moments of great silence and stillness. Until one day he spoke for the first time. Not to me, but to his brother. He didn't say a first word. He spoke several sentences all at once to Louis. Now his speech is mostly echolalia, and a few sentences of interaction with us. He will never pronounce his words better than a two or three years old child. But he speaks several languages. And to this day, there are still moments of silence. Complete silence for hours, and stillness of some sort though he can never stop moving his hands. 

I've had a serious, calm child. And a different child. And it is Christmas. 

I have tried my utmost for them. I made mistakes. I failed more often than I wanted. But I told them how I love them, how they are worthy, how they are precious, how they matter, how they are valid. It didn't make them safe of every hurt and even some trauma. But I tried to make the scale lean on the side of love, care and safety for them, with every fiber of my being.

And you see, it's Christmas. And I've had covid for the first time. And it affected badly my heart. And I got scared... a silent fear, when something is truly eerie thus you freeze and observe. So I told them, again and again, ad nauseum, how they are everything, how strong they are, how I love them, how I am proud of the both of them. How they fucking matter to the world, because they do. They just do. They haven't been loud during those weeks. Sometimes as I was coughing, trying to catch my breath, and taking pills to calm my frantic heart with a hand on my chest, Arnaud would turn his head from his computer and say gravely "breathe now. You cough. Breathe." Louis acted instead of talking. Watching me day and night making sure my heart was calming down, I was catching my breath again, making sure I knew he was there for me, without even the need for me to ask anything.

And yes, I have been scared. As I was telling them again and again, all this, I realized it can never be said enough while at the same time, they knew.

I still cough a little after a month and a half. My heart is calmer. I am still here. I am grateful. I am relieved it is Christmas. I have had unusual, peculiar children, and nothing, nothing at all exists in my heart; that I heard beat faster than a hummingbird flaps its wings; nothing but the two of them. 

It's Christmas and I am grateful.

To all the peculiar, unsual, introvert, shy, calm, silent, different children, I dedicate this doll. To all those who haven't been a typical child. I dedicate her to you. 

You matter, you are worthy, you are lovable, you deserve and deserved safety and care.

Merry Christmas to each and everyone of you.

Antoinette is a silent little girl. She barely speaks unless she has no other choice. She just prefers to keep to herself. She is cautious, she measures her moves, she couldn't startle a butterfly even if she tried to. She has an older sister that is much louder than she. Very much more adventurous. A daredevil. Riding a turtle when swimming in the sea where she pretends to be an explorer or a pirate. But not Antoinette. She has that ability that people aren't aware of, she can hear plants growing. She hears that whisper of the earth when life blooms. And it is enough to make her heart content. Antoinette spends all of her time planting flowers and seeds, then attending and waiting for them to miraculously sprout in a whisper of life, telling her things that no one knows. She is so calm, silent, careful; that no one ever thought about asking her what she loves in this gardening passion of hers. Her heart with this rare knowledge of life, became strong like an oak, and her imagination flourishing like a bouquet. Antoinette doesn't need to make herself seen or heard, she prefers to observe and learn. ❤️

SHIPPING IS FREE FOR ANTOINETTE, AS A CHRISTMAS GIFT TO ALL OF YOU, MY BELOVED COLLECTORS 🎄❤️🎄

Antoinette is on the body of Mystery Yosd. Her eyes are 18mm. She is available in Pink Petal resin. My face up is available as seen on her gallery. And her fullset, which evidently, also includes her pot of daisies; is also available. 

She will come with a free pair of eyes, a bag and a lot of wisdom and love in her.

Her price blank will be 499$. With my face up 569$. And as a fullset 989$. 🥰

Her preorder is open from December 16th, until December 31st.

 IMPORTANT, THE LAYAWAY METHOD :

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Layaways are still available of course, as usual. It is required to pay a deposit through paypal to validate your order. After that, you have to send each month another payment, the amount is flexible and decided by you to not stress your budget; but each month an amount must be sent to my paypal neferkane@gmail.com. In the title of each payment you must write your order number and the number of your payment ( 2nd payment, 3rd payment, 4th payment and so on) or if it is your last payment " ORDER NUMBER... LAYAWAY COMPLETE."

If you have any question, please email me directly at twarkzit@hotmail.com or neferkane@gmail.com!

Please read the "Conditions" page : once an order is placed, no payment nor deposit is refundable.

The production delay after the preorder is closed is 3/4 months.