Adana's Sunday School teacher asked me to bring a couple of dolls to church today. They were having a lesson on "Fathers" and the kids were going to pretend to be daddies with their babies. Very cute.
So I got my kids in the car, then rushed upstairs to grab the dolls. Of course, all our dolls were naked (Adana hates having clothes on her dolls - something she can discuss later with her therapist). So I'm frantically sorting through toy boxes and closets, trying to find some doll clothes.
I finally found a little pink dress that I bought for one of the dolls years ago. I'd totally forgotten about it, since it had been probably two years since the doll had worn it.
As I'm grabbing the dress & the naked doll and rushing back out to the car, I start thinking, "Crap, I hope this dress still fits."
Yeah. I think my brain cells are pretty much gone. If you need me, I'll be playing in the ball pit at McDonalds.
7 comments:
I'm still up and so glad to be reading your new blog. I have a new found appreciation for my Adana after giving birth to my Adana #2, aka Mae.
It's a valid concern, Brooke. The dress size, I mean. I don't know what kind of doll you were dealing with, but ol' Barbie has been around the block a few dozen times, and even the hardiest of plastic double Ds can resist the tug of gravity only so long. I keep waiting for the release of "Happy With Herself Barbie", sporting a thick middle and a wardrobe that changes size depending on the time of the month.
It's just as well our brains fall out when we have children. If they (the brains) really knew what we voluntarily do every day they'd file charges of neglect.
(Sorry! This comment is as long as your post!)
Of course, I would assume that the doll had gotten bigger during the last 2 years...haven't we all?
I'm laughing my head off!! That's hilarious!
I feel your pain. :) I actually did something quite funny along those lines in MS after having Mia. I went shopping for shirts for myself and caught myself bypassing several shirts because they didn't snap at the crotch like a onesie. Everyone knows that moms with new babies need onesies, right? Funny story and I so relate. . .
Thanks for the laugh!! Cheered me up.
UMM... I am not much better. I had to re-read the post and read all of the comments before I got it. It is a valid point to assume that dress may not fit 2 years later. ~miehesi
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