That's right, little baby dolls freak me out. I can't even blame movies either as I'm not a huge fan of scary things in general. Growing up, my aunt used to have baby dolls in a vintage wagon at the end of the hallway. I still remember waking up during a sleepover to go to the bathroom and being so scared I would run down the hallway and back. When no one was looking I would put dishtowels on their heads!
Is there something a friend or family member collects that gives you the wiggins? It might be country chickens or two headed squirrels, either way, let us know in the comments below!
Image: Patricia's Whimsical Cottage