So with almost everyone being uncomfortable with Tyler getting a doll, he doesn’t want one any more!
Yesterday I asked Tyler if he wanted to look at dolls on the computer to see what type he wanted. So we started looking, and he asked, “Will I sleep with my dolly?” “Sure, honey, if that’s what you want.”
“No! I don’t want to do that, I want to sleep with my Eeyore!” “Then you don’t have to sleep with your doll.”
He started to cry. I said, “Tyler, you don’t have to sleep with your doll, you can get a little cradle, that’s a little bed, for her.”
“No, I don’t want a doll any more!” “Are you sure?” “Yes, I don’t want a doll any more!”
I’m not quite sure what exactly changed his mind. Maybe he’s thinking his friend’s baby sister is not all she’s cracked up to be.
Anyway, score 1 for Eeyore.