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Published on September 17, 2004 By dharmagrl In Misc

I'm in the market for a babydoll.  My friend's little girl is turning 5 and she wants a babydoll for her birthday.

Babydolls have changed a lot recently, it seems.  When I was a kid, we had the stiff-limbed, hard plastic variety with the frizzy nylon hair, eyes that rolled shut whenever you laid them on their backs and the straight-pipe digestive tract...a hole for her mouth, and a hole in her crotch so that whatever you put in her mouth dribbled almost immediately out the other end.

When my daughter was a little girl, 'newborn' dollies were all the rage.  These things were softer, yes, but boy were they ugly! All wrinkly...came with a hospital tag on their wrist and a bandage on their umbilical stump.  They also came in different colors - black or white.  No tan, or yellow, or red...but at least now we had some ethnicity in our children's playthings. 

Water babies were also popular back then.  Basically they were a babydoll 'skin'..they had a plug on their butts and you filled them up with warm tap water.  It was supposed to give them a more life-like feel..all I know is that they had a tendency to leak, and that Shea's brother delighted in poking holes in Shea's 'baby' and making her bleed.

Now though.....we've gone reality crazy.  You can get dollies that have the appropriate anatomy for their gender, dollies that poop as well as pee...dollies that are programmed to cry indiscriminately, dollies whose mouths move when you put a bottle or a pacifier (dummy for our British and Aussie friends) in them, dollies that burp and coo and fart and giggle.....dollies that spit up and dollies that crawl, dollies in all kinds of colors and ethnicities, and even dollies with different facial expressions.  It's getting so that you don't even need to have a child or get your hands on a real live infant in order to learn parenting skills, you can just go down to the local toy store and pick yourself up a ready-made for-all-intents-and-purposes-good-as-the-real-thing dolly.

With that in mind, I have some suggestions for toy makers.  I think we need these little darlings to hit the shelves of toy stores in time for christmas this year:

'Sally Sick-o', a doll who throws up everthing you put into her, has bouts of explosive diarrhea that diapers can't contain and who cries all day and all night.

'Infectious Ian' who sporadically breaks out in a rash that no-one can explain, runs a slight fever and has a cough.

'Obstinate Olivia' who's first (and only) word is "no" and who refuses..well, who refuses everything.

'Diddling Derek' who insists on examining his genitalia every time you change his diaper.

'Mobile Marcus' who gets into, underneath, behind, and on top of your furniture.

'Naked Natalie' who likes to rip of all her clothes and run around bare-assed..any time, anywhere.

 

I'm waiting for 'Ultra baby' who does all of the above.  As soon as they come out with one of those, I'm getting one for Shea.

*sigh*...I think little Morgan might be getting a book for her birthday this year instead.......

 


Comments
on Sep 17, 2004
Don't forget "Crawling Chris" (or "Chrissy") who locates any plug below 18" high and pulls it out of the wall.

on Sep 17, 2004

Cita.....we could also have 'Teething Terry' who chews on anything he can get his little mitts on...electrical cords, coffee tables, cat turds.....

on Sep 17, 2004

"Colicky Chris" who is perfectly fine until 4pm then cries the entire night for no reason.


 

on Sep 17, 2004

This one's for Dev:

'Scatalogical Stuart' who delves into his diaper and plays in what's found there.

(Don't laugh, Shea did that once)

on Sep 17, 2004
I'm in the market for a babydoll. My friend's little girl is turning 5 and she wants a babydoll for her birthday.


I got to meet my niece for the first time last year and I had no idea what to get for her. I wandered the aisles of Toy's 'R' Us (stupid keyboard won't let me make a backwards 'R') for nearly an hour and finally settled on the old faithful of dolls... The Cabbage Patch Kid. She loved it! I also got her a little white stuffed doggy. I was taking my dogs up with me and figured that if she liked them, I'd give her the stuffed doggy the day I left. That way she'd have a way to remember them.

*sigh*...I think little Morgan might be getting a book for her birthday this year instead.......


I also bought a few books. You can never go wrong with books... unless they are from the list of Little Golden Books that were never made.... Like 'Daddy Drinks Because You Cry'
on Sep 17, 2004

The Cabbage Patch Kid.

Ah yes.....those odd looking things that people got into fights over at Wal-Mart when they first came out.  They seem a bit benign now, don't they?  Compared to all the dollies that 'do' stuff...the Cabbage Patch dollies just sit there.

Morgan got books from me for her 4th birthday.  She's actually very easy to buy for..anything pink, purple, or girly and she loves it. 

on Sep 17, 2004
how about:

Clingy Clara, cries any time you put her down

Messy Mark, takes whatever you try to feed him and spreads it over a 100-square-foot area

Leaky Lisa, has a variable-release reservoir so you never know when or how much she's going to wet.

Pouty Pete, screams for a different toy every 30-90 seconds.

Gassy Gary, comes with his own methane supply.

Shy Shelly, screams whenever another person approaches within 10 feet of you.
on Sep 17, 2004
Hilarious, dharma! Ahhh, Obstinate Olivia . . . I know her well.

Tantrum Tiffany . . . throws herself down on the floor in malls, grocery stores, and libraries and screams and kicks at the people who try to walk past her.

Turdzilla Tommy . . . fills the toilet with poops of ungodly shape, size, and color and never flushes. Ever.

Artistic Amy . . . draws strange symbols with crayons, markers, or chalk living room walls and bedroom floors anytime she is left alone for more than 2 seconds.
on Sep 17, 2004
Luckily for me I can only identify with teething terry, clingy clara and mobile marcus.

I remember when I was little the 3 big dolls were cabbage patch (which my mum would never let me get one) those dolls with the star that turned in a heart on there cheeks when you kissed it or wet it with water - can't for the life of me remember its name -- my friend had one and I always wanted one. and the one like cabbage patch kids but more expensive and sat up and had hair - my...something -- My Child

Gee I'm alot of help this morning

My sister had one of those throw itself on the floor kicking and screaming tantrum dolls

I had Susie - with was plastic stood about a metre high and had long brown hair, and tracey - tracey was about the same size as me when I was 18months or so - she had a real skin colour (until she turned yellow and her eyes got poked out) -- my mum used to get really strange looks from people in shopping centres when she'd carry tracey under her arm or something. I also had a black doll the same size, and Elizabeth which was a bit smaller - she had real hair!
And when I was about 8 I had Stacey -- she came with makeup that she could wear and you could too

My sister had this weird doll when she was like 7 - it had stamps it its shoes and it had stickers coing out of a hole in her belly and her hair clips did something else

Elana has a knitted doll - knitted hair, clothes legs - its all knitted - she loves it

on Sep 17, 2004

One year for christmas I got twin dollies and a twin pram to push them in.  I thought I was the poo that year, because no-one else had a twin pram...I used to parade up and down the street with it.  My mum and her sister used to knit clothes for my dolls, and the first thing I ever knitted to completion was a blanket for my doll pram.

Man, I miss playing with baby dolls.  Everything seemed so much simpler than, dig?  There wasn't any Nintendo (Atari had just come out), nothing was fast or complicated...the standard toys for kids were bikes, soccer balls for boys, dolls for girls, and maybe roller skates if you were lucky.

All this talk has made me want to go buy myself a doll.  Not a fancy burping/farting/puking one, just an ordinary plastic baby doll.