No, not my baby! My babydoll.
E-v-e-r-y-o-n-e that comes over makes comments about this babydoll that Lily is holding. It was mine when I was little and I don't find her ugly or creepy or any other unwelcomed adjectives that have been used to describe Babydoll. Apparently, neither does Lily. Babydoll is pretty heavy so it's hard for Lily to drag her around, but she still tries.
One of Babydoll's arms is only on her body because she has pajamas on....her hair isn't the most stylish...she has those eyes that open & close...she is wearing really old pjs that should probably be changed or at least washed....but Lily still loves her. She doesn't need fancy toys, just give her a 30 year old babydoll and a water bottle with rice in it & she's happy. Well, for a little while at least.
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