Big Doll
23 Feb
Do you remember your first doll? I don’t. But I do remember growing up with a few barbies and soft toys – my first barbie was gifted by an aunt. She had very tanned skin with black long hair. A far cry from the blondes we had at that point. Years on, we had collected a few more thanks to our parents and sis and I used to play hair-salon where we’d literally cut off the barbie’s hair and give them a nice bob hair style. We’d even include a hair wash, lol.
Till today I wonder how come I don’t own my very own hair salon :D Coz I already had an inkling that bob hair style would be in fashion
Besides that, we also had a lot of soft toys. There was this one particular bear that my dad’s best friend gave me as a toddler. I kept it until I was about 18 years I think, hanging on to it so I could pass it to my child. One day I came home only to be told by my parents that some relatives from Sri Lanka had come to visit with their small child. They thought it would be nice for the child to have that bear (it’s as big as a 3 year old). It was their first time meeting them and they gave that kid my BEAR!!I was definitely most pissed by that action. So here I am wondering today how’s that bear doing in Sri Lanka, whether it truly did make it back to my grandparents land safely or whether that kid dumped it somewhere in KL before moving back coz I reckon that bear could not possible fit any suit case.
Story of my bear’s life
Let me see if I can find a photo of me with that bear and put it here later.
Sairah has a few soft toys with no particular favorite. So when I took her to MV to choose either a bag or doll, she rejected most dolls that I had shoved in front of her face.
Then the other visit it finally dawn upon me that she was rejecting dolls that were hard-ish in nature. By that I mean more sturdy, life like dolls. She was a lil afraid of the doll that looks like a baby. Actually I found the almost life-like baby creepy too. She didn’t want any Barbie dolls either. At least my baby is quite realistic – nobody looks plasticky and perfect like Barbie pre-surgery aight?
It was then I saw this soft rag doll, picked it up and gave it to her. It was literally love at first sight!!
Her dad picked it up, paid at the counter and before the sales lady could even put it in a plastic bag, my baby leaned forward and grabbed it.
I love you SO much and will never let you out of my life!
She has since picked up the word Doll and now because this doll is slightly bigger than the rest, she calls it BIG DOLL. My clever girl can already put words together! Why soon she’ll be forming sentences including leave me alone mommy you’re so annoying!
But it’s her sheer happiness everytime she sees her doll that gets to me. She proceeds to say doolllllll, big doll and give her a BIG hug. She knows how to love something that probably doesnt love her back (coz it’s a doll, duh!)
Imma proud owner of a DOLL.
So now the doll goes everywhere we go. It’s like having another child around, except this one doesn’t require any nappy changing (thank god), food and most importantly doesnt kick up a fuss. Hurrah.
Even when I’m eating my favorite yoghurt, I still am showing love to my doll.
Yea Moo Cow yoghurt – still her fav! Wonder if Big Doll would approve
And moms too
Her look on her face is priceless. MORE please.
Sometimes I wonder, are women just more loving because they grew up already knowing how to love our dolls?
Either way, having a dolly around, certainly makes her happy. It would make any baby girl happy!





































































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