An ad for these dolls has been haunting my dh; I taped it up on the outside of the shower door so he had to see it every morning. I think they look so real that they're actually creepy. And the ad text is hilarious:Sweet things often come in small packages - like these poseable baby dolls in the Heavenly Handfuls™ Sweet As You Please collection, available exclusively from Ashton-Drake. Measuring only 5" long, these miniature realistic baby dolls will warm your heart as you cradle them in the palm of your hand.
Created by doll artist Dorothy Steven and masterfully handcrafted by talented artisans, these cuddly cuties are exquisite marvels of breathtaking realism. The finest quality artist's vinyl allows for incredibly lifelike detailing, down to the creases on the bottoms of the baby doll's precious little feet. With their soft bodies, these miniature dolls are fully poseable and costumed in a variety of delightful ensembles, complete with crocheted booties. Darlings this sweet can't last - don't wait to bring home your bundles of joy. Order now!
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Yikes!
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Yikes is right. That is one creepy tiny little bundle of joy. Tell Evan he isn't the only one creeped out by dolls. My sister and I have inherited a few dolls from an aunt of ours who passed away. While it is nice to have a reminder of my aunt, one of the dolls (who we have dubbed "Dolly," for lack of imagination) is really scary,so much so that we fought over which one of us would be stuck with the doll. We have taken to passing the doll back and forth between our homes by way of hiding her in various places. It is fun to see how long it takes for my sister to find the doll, and how freaked out she is when she finds it. It is a fun game, but we are a bit superstitious/creeped out. One rule is that we are not allowed to hide Dolly in the kids' rooms. We figure they will be forced to undergo enough counseling as it is. Why add to the damage we are doing just by parenting them?
It reminds me of the head we sent Burrows. That had the makings of a really fun mission tradition. Too bad Pres. put the kabash on it. C'est la vie.
I totally forgot about that totally creepy/oily head. Man, that was so funny. Evan and I had a pair of metallic tiger-print boxer shorts that we hid for each other for awhile. I think they got tossed up high into the Christmas stuff in the closet, to be unearthed by some unsuspecting tree trimmer months down the road. I'm laughing right now just thinking about the planning that must go into hiding the nefarious "Dolly" in your sister's house. You actually have to pack her in your suitcase or something. Now that's devotion to an evil doll.
As soon as someone invents an air-gun made to shoot those little dolls across a parking lot, I'm buying fifty of them.
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