So you can imagine how tickled I got when I saw her giving one of her beloved dolls a push in the stroller...
What's that?! You don't see a baby doll in the stroller? Allow me to zoom in!
WHAHAHAHAHA!!! *snort*
It doesn't matter how many baby dolls she got for Christmas. It doesn't matter if they talk. It doesn't matter if they are life-size or "feel just like a newborn." She still goes back to the faithful little doll that she got for her birthday... the one that fits right in the palm of her hand. The one that's been chewed on and washed in the machine more times than I can count.
She makes me smile every single day. God bless 'er.
2 comments:
i love her. absolutely to pieces! and i love that she chooses that same doll over and over. she obviously adores it!
please give her a big sloppy kiss from aunt stace. i miss you, macy-girl! xoxo
That is so funny. It reminds me so much of Kaity's Baby Hannah that she got when whe was 2. She's wagged that thing around for 7 yrs. now. It's stained, the voice box is broken, and it's missing half it's eye;ashes from when we had to scrub it so hard the time she covered it in Vaseline because she "wanted her to be shiny". So - You go Macy. Rock that baby doll!
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