Before you think this is a strange title for a blog, you have to hear about my doll. The Christmas when I was four, I received this doll, Baby Tender Love, along with her changing table. She was dressed in this exact outfit (which I always thought my Mom sewed for me but alas, the Internet has proved me wrong). The coolest thing about said doll (in an era when dolls had to do something to be cool): she pees. To be more specific, you put water in a bottle in a hole in her mouth, and it runs out her bottom. (Come to think of it, I think she had diapers, too, but I only had a limited amount of them so I basically had to feed her over the sink).
So guess what? I still have Baby Tender Love. My two daughters have never, ever liked dolls. They are now much too old for dolls, but my eleven year old recently took a babysitting class. Required supplies: a baby doll. Ha.
The day of the class I hunted down the doll and sent it off with A. She proclaimed it "creepy" but passed the class anyway. Now, she REALLY hates it and freaks out every time I just happen to accidentally leave it in her room, maybe under her covers... What's the big deal? So her skin is rubber and her limbs don't move. She was MY doll and I loved her. No idea why kids today can't see that.
4 comments:
That's just....creepy.
Hmmm...I could bring her to the beach...
talk about creepy...look up my doll--newborn thumbelina....yikes!
hi.just read your comment on your doll. i bought my daughter a baby tender love kissing doll in 1977 and she went thru 3 of them, except for the head of the 3rd one. i am frantically searching for another of these special babies as she was so attached to this special one for ever. if anyone knows where i can get one, pls let me know
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