this is baby alive. she had a mouth that moved robotically, chewing food and "sucking" on her bottle. i guess not only did she wet herself, but she pooped too. so exciting! i wanted her SO BADLY. but i never got her (not until i had zoe, a much less robotic baby alive whose insides didn't get gummed up and stinky). it made me a better person, no doubt.
this is sweet mary, whose brother was adam's doll (i can't remember his name). she wore a red and white gingham dress and a white apron and had a nice, soft body.
newborn baby tenderlove! i remember opening the package (was it from a great grandmother?) and being thrilled. i don't remember how old i was, but i know we lived in kansas, and i recall eventually forgetting all about her and discovering her naked body splayed out on the driveway one morning. much later, i should add -- i adored her intensely for quite a while.
the one and only dressy bessy, and adam had dapper dan, her brother, though he denies any memory of him! they were learn-to-dress-yourself dolls, all soft and raggedy but much cuter and with more style than raggedy ann et al. i love the circles for cheeks. i think she had a button, a zipper, a snap, and hair ribbons to tie.
i love sasha. you may recall the incident at the yard sale this summer...her brother was gregor, and yes, he belonged to adam. they were so handsome and had a cool, scandinavian style. they cost big bucks now on ebay!! sasha is the only doll i still have, and someday i will re-attach her head and limbs to her lithe, brown body... sasha and gregor wore thick turtleneck sweaters and jeans and corduroys.
