This is a sponsored post for SheSpeaks and Duracell. All opinions are my own.
I remember one childhood Christmas, my dad had bought a little Barbie car. It was pink and had roof that would collapse to turn it into a convertible all at the press of a button. It even had real working head lights. But to my very sad dismay, my dad had forgotten the batteries! Oh NO!
Then he said I should check my stocking because Santa might have left me something nice in there I could play with now. And low and behold Santa had brought me the double A batteries I needed to pretend Barbie was in Malibu with the top down.





