I thought I had brilliantly foiled my daughter's attempt at getting a Baby Alive doll for Christmas by throwing her an American Girl doll bone.
Besides, we've got a real live baby here (and what do you know, another one on the way!) who likes to eat and then poops and pees and needs diaper changes, so I was hoping that somehow the idea of taking care of a real live baby, and not a plastic fake one would be much more enticing.
Not so much.
But thanks to Asia or Gabrielle or whatever that $100 doll's name is, we avoided the peeing and pooping Baby Alive doll - that is until we recently instituted a formal allowance system in our household, which has helped to both keep things a little more orderly around here (beds made, dishwasher emptied, dog fed - whoops!) and support my daughter's insatiable, but thankfully, fairly frugal appetite for shopping.
It's amazing "how expensive" everything is once you have to buy it with your own money.
And so when she discovered that the Baby Alive doll was only $39.99, which is basically how much a pair of legs on another American Girl doll costs, she was bound and determined to save up her money for one.
I figured I had a good few weeks to change her mind with one stop at the Disney store (also known as "my desperate last resort") but then good old Auntie BFF sent along a box full of a few recent birthday party favors, which included A PAIR OF WHISTLES (which she shall be paid back with the set of bathtub recorders I'm sending as a belated birthday gift) and belated Christmas gifts - most importantly, a $10 Target gift card.
Couple that with the fact that on a recent trip to Target she found out that the Baby Alive newborn doll is only $29.99 and let's just say baby four, named Jenna or Elliot or "that freaking doll" is alive and kicking.
And peeing on my couch. Just what I needed. More pee.
[Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah. The link to the Baby Alive doll is through my Amazon affiliate, which means if you for some ungodly reason want to purchase it, then I'll get a kickback from that or whatever you purchase through the link]
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Posted by: coach handbags | July 05, 2010 at 09:36 PM
Laughing so hard at this post and all the links within it. Man I love some MU in the am. Moon Sand, ICK! HA!
I can't believe the rave reviews about Baby Alive on Amazon. These people obviously have not had a real diaper to change for a few years.
Posted by: Jenny | June 24, 2010 at 01:10 PM
@TNG it was just a statement. Didn't force her hand. Swears. *unpacks moon sand box*
Whistles though? I don't know, you kinda deserve what you get. ;)
Am laughing at the thought of whoopee cushions on my lawn.
Posted by: Issa | June 23, 2010 at 11:10 PM
Issa: I'm takin' out mah earrings, mama, we gonna rumble.
If she sends me moon sand, I will track you down and drive to your house and put a truck-load of whoopee cushions and hand buzzers and chattering teeth and itching powder on your lawn.
That's right. Ima totally get Little Rascals on your ass.
Posted by: The New Girl | June 23, 2010 at 10:08 PM
Whistles? She really sent them whistles? I thought you two were joking that night on Twitter.
Recorders. It's the only way to go. Trumpets too. Ooohhh and moon sand. Yes. Moon Sand. *shudder*
Posted by: Issa | June 23, 2010 at 06:32 PM
Juli - It's because Asian babies already come out potty trained. (heh).
(Mine are only a quarter asian, so that's why they're not - but still early!).
Posted by: Motherhood Uncensored | June 23, 2010 at 06:14 PM
Count me in the "no thanks" category...but but but, like Juli mentioned, where's the Asian one?
Posted by: Amber | June 23, 2010 at 05:33 PM
Other than the peeing everywhere thing, there are two things that piss me off about that doll: (1) there is no Asian doll, and (2) their advertising screams that it's only for girls. ("There's a Baby Alive doll for girls of every age!" and then the web site being segmented into "boys" and "girls" categories? Gah.) What is my part-Asian little boy to do...? It annoys me, anyway.
Posted by: Juli | June 23, 2010 at 04:48 PM
Oh and i love the blog!! hope you dont mind added it to my blog roll
Posted by: mary! | June 23, 2010 at 01:29 PM
I didnt know what that doll was i had to google it. Im guessing a man invented that doll Like us moms dont have enough on our hands we have to take care of a DOLL!!
Posted by: mary! | June 23, 2010 at 01:28 PM
My daughter got a Baby Alive doll a few years back. I restricted it to only water & not that color devil water it came with & the Target brand preemie diapers. I might have bought that doll, which my daughter lost interest in like all her toys, but mama ain't no fool. I am not paying $6 for 4 doll diapers & have it soil my furniture. I have real children to do that.
Posted by: Somo | June 23, 2010 at 12:31 PM
Santa brought my daughter the one that just pees because I had such fond memories of my own Baby Alive (I fed her all her food the first day!) but when it peed for the first time we didn't wait for it to finish before we changed the diaper and then it peed all over us. It freaked my daughter out so bad that she wouldn't touch it ever again. I didn't have the heart to tell her real babies do that too.
Posted by: Leandra | June 23, 2010 at 10:49 AM