Times like these I feel like a bad mommy.
Em is attatched to her Dolly. Dolly takes naps with her. Dolly goes to bed at night with her. Dolly gets dragged all over the house by her.
This is actually Dolly the 2nd. The first dolly went through hell and started to fall apart. I would have tried to wash it, but with it ripped I knew that it wouldn't survive the washing machine.
Dolly the 2nd was supposed to be a Christmas present, but being that we had to dispose of the first one, she became an early Christmas present after a sleepless night of "dolly, dolllllleeeeeee, dollllllleeeeeee."
So, why do I feel like a bad mommy?
Because when Em got up from her nap, dolly was soaked.
I hijacked dolly and threw her in the washing machine.
Em is now walking around looking for dolly and yelling out to her. Though I don't think dolly can hear her during the spin cycle :-) .
Even as I am typing this she just got up in my face and said "dolleeeeeeeee," and pointed towards the bedroom. I told her to go and check but I'm sure that isn't going to satisfy her need for her dolly.
Please, spin cycle, hurry up.