Now, ya see, I look at those and, for some reason, I think of those dreadful Bratz Dolls.
Hey....now there's a money spinner....Bella Bratz Dolls.....gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Don't get me started. My sweet, bright, could-read-at-age-three cousin has hit this "OMG BRATZ AND HANNAH MONTANA AND RAINBOWS" phase, and it is everything in my power not to gently remove the dolls from her sweet little hands and say, "No no, you are a
smart girl. Here's some Beatrix Potter."
Some parents restrict their children from graphic films. I just plan to restrict my children from bad writing.