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Little Girl Picks Out Baby Doll, Then Cashier Asks, ‘Are You Sure This Is The Doll You Want?’

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When I was a little girl, all I wanted was a million baby dolls. Every single time I went to a toy store, I would go straight to the baby doll section.

It didn’t matter the brand or type of doll, I just wanted to build up my collection of baby dolls to play with.

Lots of little kids love dolls, and as toys have gotten more advanced, the options have become endless. Nowadays you can get dolls that cry, that need to be fed and changed and burped, that learn to talk, etc.

Dolls have dreams and aspirations, just like young kids, and children love choosing dolls they think represent them in some way.

One little girl, Sophia, was thrilled when her mom finally let her pick out a baby doll from the store as a reward for being potty trained.

When she and her mom, Brandi Benner, went to the checkout, the cashier said something that stunned both of them.

Brandi posted the interaction on Facebook, where it immediately went viral.

Within days of posting the story on her personal Facebook page, it had over 475,000 reactions and 190,000 shares.

The post said:

Nick and I told Sophia that after 1 whole month of going poop on the potty, she could pick out a special prize at Target.

She, of course, picked a new doll. The obsession is real.

While we were checking out, the cashier asked Sophia if she was going to a birthday party.

We both gave her a blank stare. 

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She then pointed to the doll and asked Sophia if she picked her out for a friend.

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