Another old post. My daughter was almost 3 at the time I wrote this. She is now 8 and doesn't play with baby dolls anymore. After I wrote this post I hid the spare baby dolls in the basement. She found them one day and I was at a loss to explain why they were there.
Annabelle's favorite baby doll is from the Dollar Store.
She has a baby doll that says, "Mama" and makes sucking noises when a pacifier is placed in her mouth.
She has another one that is worn and well-loved but it is still only second best.
A baby doll from the Dollar Store. One dollar! That's all it took for her to find true love.
She loved that baby doll so much it's head fell off. Twice. I caught her eating the stuffing out of one and hid it for awhile. Then Santa brought her a new one. Last week the head was coming off of this one as well.
What's a Mom to do?
Annabelle really wanted to take the Dollar Store baby to daycare with her. The baby doll's head was barely on and I had visions of it popping off at naptime and Annabelle having a complete meltdown.
"No, let's leave her at home," I said and directed her to Second Best Baby Doll to take with her.
She carefully placed Dollar Store Baby Doll on the stairs and gently kissed her.
"Bye bye baby. You'll be okay."
She just about broke my heart.
"Okay, you can take her in the car."
There we are in the car on the way to daycare with Annabelle holding Dollar Store Baby Doll in one arm and Second Best Baby Doll in the other.
"Annabelle. Mommy will take your baby to the doctor's today, Okay?"
"Okay, Mommy. But she doesn't need a shot!"
"Right. No shot."
This Mommy had a plan. A plan to replace Dollar Store Baby Doll with as little tears as possible.
I dropped the kiddos off at daycare, Annabelle with Second Best Baby Doll waiting for naptime. I headed to work and snuck out to the Dollar Store. I carefully examined all the Baby Dolls to find one that had purple eyebrows and blue eyes and a limited chance of their heads popping off in the near future.
Don't let the picture fool you. These baby dolls aren't cute.
I left with four. Four replacements. Because chances are this baby doll wouldn't last either.
I made the switch in the car and threw the Nearly Headless baby doll in the trash outside work.
I picked Annabelle up from daycare and handing her the new Dollar Store Baby Doll. As I passed her back to Annabelle I noticed something I hadn't before.
I hadn't noticed the dent in the baby's head.
I sat in the front seat wondering how this would go. Wondering if my very observant daughter would notice a head dent and wondering if a little lie ever hurt anyone.
"Mommy. Look! What happened?"
"Oh. She got a little bump on her head at the doctor's. During the operation. She's fine. She was such a good girl at the doctor's. And look I got her a new dress!"
"Because she was good at the doctor's?"
"Yes. Because she was such a good girl."