G'mornin Debbie~~   Just thought I'd share this with ya...kind of a "seal of approval" for your awesome work (and kind of embarrassing for me). Right after I got Chazz I was (and still am)anxious to show him off, so I decided to take him on a short trip with me. I had him all gussied up in his Christmas finest and bundled him in his beautiful new plush blanket for his first "meet and greet", before carefully placing him in the back seat of my car. As we were "cruising along" on a rather barren stretch of Southern California's desert roads, an officer of the law ( read: California Highway Patrol) detected our "cruising" speed to be slightly "elevated" over the posted speed (oops!) so he pulled us over.   Upon approaching the driver's side of my car to request my license and insurance, said officer glanced in the back seat of my car...and did a double-take...lol. Instead of waiting for me to retrieve my license, he started quizzing me on the "baby" in my back seat and inquiring as to why it wasn't in an infant seat. Before I could even respond he started to lecture me on the safety hazards and illegality of not securing my "baby" in an "approved safety restraint seat". Mind you, deep inside, it's all I can do to remain respectful to this officer's concerns because if I would have started laughing, like I so desperately wanted to, I am quite certain he would have become quite incensed and angered at my "wanton disregard for the law".   After listening to his concerns (and lecture) and also realizing I was not only going to get a ticket for speeding, he was going to ticket me for not "properly restraining an infant in an approved infant safety seat"...aggggggghhhhhh, that's a $200+ ticket!!!! It was finally my turn to talk (thank God!!). I started with a simple, "Officer that's not really a real baby, it's a doll made to look like a real baby." To which I got a very smug, "I don't think so ma'am. Your child really needs more protection while you're traveling." (Implying I was trying to get out of the infant seat ticket and I don't care about my "children"????), followed by a brief pause and then the request to "examine the baby". Of course I allowed him to open the back door (after I unlocked it) and watching him in the rear-view mirror was even more comical (poor guy). He started touching Chazz very carefully, so as "not to wake him", I would presume. Then he started getting a little more aggressive, as if he were attempting to bring about some sign of "life" (thinking perhaps the "baby" had died??).   Watching him for a couple of minutes was all I could take before I just burst out laughing (..and I still have trouble controlling a good belly-laugh, when I reflect on it). While the laughter was not really a good "move", at that point in time, he finally accepted the fact that Chazz was/is, in fact, a doll and closed the back door. Now this poor officer is, I'm sure, feeling rather embarrassed (if not humiliated...lol) and tries to quickly regain his professional composure as he tells me (in a voice that still isn't wanting to accept what he's just witnessed), "That's the most real looking baby...er, doll, I've ever seen ma'am" and took one more look in the back seat, as if to give Chazz just one more chance to "miraculously" move...lol.   Well, if that isn't enough testament and "seal of approval" for you that you "really do bring those dolls to life!" then I don't know what is!! A trained officer of the law has examined one of your "babies" and still doesn't want to believe what he's seen! Kudos to you, Debbie!!!!!!!!!!   Ps...yea, I still got the speeding ticket...and I think he even added a few extra miles-per-hour on it, just to "get even"...lol...but it was worth it!!!