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Never cared for baby dolls as a child. Didn't like anything that cried or made potty. I found it depressing.
You are a bold and courageous person, afraid of nothing. High on a hill top near your home, there stands a dilapidated old mansion. Some say the place is haunted, but you don't believe in such myths. One dark and stormy night, a light appears in the topmost window in the tower of the old house. You decide to investigate... and you never return...
Ideal actually stole this idea from me and renamed it. My idea was for the doll to do the same thing, but with a different backstory. Mine was called "Hazy Dazy" and was more of a reflection of the times.
My dad's girlfriend's daughter had one of these. She works pretty much like an hour glass. You turn her upside-down, pat her tushie to make the sand go to her head. Then you sit her up and the sand runs down til she falls on her pillow. What sucks is when the sand starts to leak out when the doll get loved a lot and rips. Oy vey! Sand in the bed...not fun.
"Do you believe, you believe in magic?
'Cos I believe, I believe that I do,
Yes, I can see I believe that it's magic
If your mission is magic your love will shine true."
That must have went over big with kids.
Girl 1:I got a new doll
Girl2: What's it do? Cry? Wet itself?
Girl1:It falls over and falls asleep.
Girl2:What's the point to that? I can watch my baby brother do that.
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