First we have the LARGE, porcelin dolls that my mother-in-law gave my girls. She kept telling me (before Christmas) how she got each of them these "beautiful big dolls". Um yeah. WTH are a 2-year-old and a 4-year-old supposed to do with such large breakable dolls?
Next is the creepy ass lion/professor/human? thing my mom gave Grace. It's name is Whittley and it moves and talks. You're supposed to play games with him, but he keeps freakin' out and twitching and repeating the same word over, and over, and over... I'm pulling his ear so you can see how stretchy his skin is. [shudder]
And finally, we have the Cat in the Hat movie and pillow my mother-in-law gave Hannah. I realize most people wouldn't mind such a gift. But when my primary goal in life is to keep Dr. Seuss out of my home, I'm not liking these so much. LOL!