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Playing with toys brings out the imaginative aspect of kids; it makes them create acts and play out roles from different scenarios. While those that have dolls, mostly the girl child, usually develop these caregiver instincts, such as feeding, dressing, and comforting their dolls.
Growing up, I was not allowed to go out of the house to play with other kids other than my siblings, so in order for us not to get bored or lonely. My dad bought several toys for us, and among all the toys, I had this doll that was my favorite. I liked it very much then because it was almost the same height as me.
I remember I was always happy playing with my doll (baby was what I called it then), probably because it felt like a real-life companion. Even though I and my siblings were always together playing, everyone was playing with their own toys. So I would always talk to my baby; I can't even remember things I used to say to it.
Apart from the dress the doll came with, I remember my aunt sewing two extra dresses for my doll. I would bathe and dress her up and do her hair. There were times I would use my mom's powder, lipstick, and eye pencil to make my baby up.
Remembering things I did with my doll is funny; I remember I would sing for her, telling her not to cry, and even try feeding her. lol .
My baby was more than just a toy; she was my friend and playmate.
I remember looking forward to weekends as we were not allowed to play with toys during school days. So it was either the weekend or when school was on holiday.
Playing with my doll provided me with endless hours of joy and happiness.
Oh, what beautiful adventurous memories we shared together.
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This is my entry into this week's prompt that was brought to us by @saffisara
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