Let me first say I cannot believe I’m
writing a blog post about a doll but taking care of baby emma is a huge part of
Avery’s life fight now. She spends probably
75% of her time at home playing with and caring for baby emma. She feeds her, changes her diaper, rocks her,
takes her for walks, reads her books, takes her shopping, etc. I want to always
remember how sweet Avery is with her babies and how much she loves caring for
them.
Sunday morning we had a massive storm
come through at about 1:00 am. Since it
woke me up I decided to check on my babies, they were both sound asleep but
Avery’s room smelled like vomit. I asked
Matt to grab a flashlight and sure enough, at some point she’d thrown up all
over her bed. And all over baby Emma. We
woke her and gave her a thorough bath and decided it was time to say goodbye to
Emma.
The next morning before she was even
out of bed Avery was asking about baby emma.
Avery: “where baby emma go?”
Me: “emma went bye bye last
night. Do you want to get a new baby
emma?”
Avery: “new baby emma?” (repeated
about 10 times) I don’t think she really understood the concept…
All morning long she asked, “we get
new baby emma now?” We stayed home in
the morning to make sure she was feeling better and then headed out after her
nap.
We got to the doll aisle at the store
and she stood there in amazement looking for her new baby emma. I showed her a few and she would just look at
me and say “no, mommy, not baby emma”. I
would give anything to know what was going on in her sweet little toddler head
(we’ve never been to the doll aisle at the toy store together) but after a few
seconds her wonder turned to sadness and I was sure she wanted the exact same
baby emma. No substitutions. I showed
her a few other babies and started to panic.
Of course they don’t have the exact same doll, my mom bought it more
than six months ago! I was certain we were headed for a massive breakdown and lots of tears. Finally we made it
to the Cabbage Patch section and I picked up a little blonde baby. Avery took
one look at her and I knew we’d found our new baby emma. Avery’s face lit up and she ran over and
hugged the box J
I don’t think I’ve ever seen her so excited. We barely made it to the car before we had
the box open and Avery was holding her and grinning ear to ear.
Her new baby emma’s name is actually
Erika, I told her that was her name and Avery repeated it a few times but then
would look at me like I’m the child and say, “Erika. Baby Emma too.” There was
no convincing her. So we now have a new
baby emma and a very happy little girl.
So cute! I am so glad that story ended happily. :-) My daughter hasn't fallen in love with dolls yet, but with a new baby due in this house in January, I think she might enjoy having her own baby to take care of soon! I put it on her Christmas list and I'll see what her grandmother comes up with. We live in Italy, though, so replacing a baby doll might not be so easy if it gets irreparably damaged in some way!
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