Every evening, my seven-year-old, sweetly tucks in her Carrisa doll. She sings lullabyes, pats her back and regales stories to her inanimate object. At times she’s been known to wish the doll was her sister in place of the actual character in her life.
Last night before bedtime, I let her collage a wish list for her birthday, Christmas, labor day….. whatever reason to celebrate – her. I was quite amazed by her choices. I love the fact she is the very equal opportunist in choosing a wheel chair and crutches. She’ll make comments like “God loves people who can’t walk just as much as me.” Heck, she has a pair of glasses for her doll as it is.
Though, I have to put a halt to one item in particular – The head gear. Seriously, head gear? On a doll?
Totally creepy to me. Like Chucky creepy. Like nightmare inducing creepy. Or maybe I’m ultra sensitive since I had braces and I begged and prayed I would not have to wear such a socially crippling accessory. Thank God I didn’t have to but the jury is out if Celia will.
That pic of headgear totally gave me flashbacks to my own 8th grade year. Yucko!
I agree…headgear totally freaks me out for the dolls! I had to wear one as a young child and my daughter, being fabulously 10 (and totally over dramatic), saw that in the AG Magazine a few months ago and started freaking out & asking if she was going to have to wear one after the dentist started talking about the possibility of braces…so, I am all for these exciting, equal opportunity accessories but I feel they could really do away with the headgear. :-/