Don't children and dolls just go together? They're one of those staples of childhood: now, 25 years ago, nearly 100 years ago. Sometimes it's a stuffed animal, sometimes a baby doll. No matter, there's something about children and dolls that belong together, even if only for a brief time.
At top left is my father, Lee Doyle. I have two photographs of him at two different ages with different dolls. I admit to being surprised to see him with a doll. He probably didn't stick with them for very long. He looks about 2 or 3 in this photo, so it might have been taken in 1915 or 1916.
To his right is my mother, Audrey Meinzen. She's about 5 or 6 in this photograph so the year is probably about 1920 or 1921. My sister still has my mom's china doll, though I think the one she's holding here is a different doll.
The last photo is my daughter, more than 20 years ago, with her favorite doll. She's very pleased to have found a way to carry the doll without using her hands.
Enjoy other posts about family, old photographs, etc. at Sepia Saturday.