Miss Mommy

Sarah has her fair share of dolls. Soft ones, blinking ones, some with long, brushable hair. But for some reason, none have the same allure as this hard plastic, drawn-on baby that Liam picked out at the flea market when his little sister was just a few weeks old. When "baby" and Sarah were just about the same size, this particular doll would give us heart palpitations when we would find it's legs poking out of the couch, or catch a glimpse of it lying at the bottom of the stairs. But there's no mistaking one for the other anymore! "Baby" remains nameless, but Sarah totes it around everywhere. They "go out for coffee" and take walks all day long. She brings Baby to me for babysitting when Sarah goes out to "run a marathon" (a few times a day)....and Baby never ever has to endure a dirty bum - Sarah stops for impromptu diaper and outfit changes every few steps. Then usually drops it head first in search of a snack.