For those who read my earlier post about Not So Amazing Amanda, you’ll be surprised (and horrified) to see me mention another piece of crap doll on my to-buy list. However, the “must have” toy for my five year old this Christmas just happens to be Baby Alive. If you grew up in the 70’s, as I did, you may recall Baby Alive I, the first ever “eat and shit” doll. Well, Baby Alive II is back and “better?” than ever, with new food packets to make her poop into her more-expensive-than-real pampers.
I’m embarrassed to admit this, but the over-priced ($89.99 retail!), sure-to-end-up-in-the-garbage-can-doll caused me a bit of anxiety this morning. I was in WalMart, purchasing, of all things, REAL DIAPERS for my REAL BABY, and I decided to take a detour through the toy department. When I got to the doll aisle, I noticed that there were a few Baby Alive accessories, but no dolls! I panicked, realizing that Baby Alive could be one of those “it” toys that is hard to come by, requiring me to stand in line at 5am, elbowing strangers and throwing punches over something that says “uh-oh, I made a stinky.” For a few brief moments I let my mind run wild with thoughts of how much I would be willing to fork over for one of these dolls on eBay if my daughter has to have it. Fortunately, Internet stores appear to be well stocked.
You tell me, must I purchase this doll for my daughter? Didn’t she take anything away from the Amazing Amanda Fiasco of ’05? If Baby Alive tops her Dear Santa list, what’s a good mom to do? I’ve tried to push her in other directions (“Hey, what about a nice Scooter? Or maybe some computer software?”)…to no avail. Baby Alive keeps coming back for more. If my child really wants to change poopy diapers, she can have at it with her own “Real Live” brother who lives in our house and continues to avoid the potty. That’s the kind of Baby Alive I’m talking about!