This is one of Becky's dolls, taken for the Macroday challenge. I had to hunt through Becky's room to try to find a doll to use. I'm feeling a little depressed today. My oldest child (my first baby) turns 18 tomorrow. I try to convince myself that it isn't so bad, since I still have my "baby baby" (Becky). But at 11, she is past the age of dolls and into loud music, cell phones, and lots of shoes -- in other words, she's definately a pre-teen.
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