Our precious doll-doll was really starting to show her age.
Her hair fell out.
As did all the stuffing in the feet.
She lost her "tail" (the tag on the back).
And slowly, from all the washing, her stuffing was getting lumpy and flat. Plus the washings were getting few and far between because we were worried she would just disintegrate in the wash. So on top of it, she was dirty and smelled bad.
Who wants a family member like that?
Not Blake. He started dropping hints about a month ago: "My hope for Chwistmas, my get a new doll-doll." "My dolly bwoken, dad, my need a new one."
I guess these weren't so much hints as a plea for help.
But where do you buy a doll that was sold in Toys R Us five years ago? Only on ebay.
So today Blake left this upstairs...
and came down to find this on the counter...
The comparison is really much sadder side by side. I certainly forgot how lovely dolly once was.