A doting Grandma presented this doll to my 4-year-old daughter a couple of
years ago. Being able to feed this baby with "real" food was a
thrill for my daughter(plastic cherries! makes you wonder about the
designers).

For those who are fortunate enough not to have one of these dolls: it comes
with a can labelled "formula" and a "magic bottle" which appears to fill
with milk when you press on the nipple. Like your kids, mine know how Mom
feels about the "f" word. [BTW: that is my designation for abm]. The first
excuse I heard was "This isn't what you think it is, Mom, it's a special
juice the doctor had me buy." I must've said something like "yeah, right..."
Next I hear "OK, look Mom." The poor kid had the hard plastic nipple dug
into her breast tissue and the bottle appeared to fill with milk. Looking at
me rightously she pronounced, "There! OK?"

(Sound like some moms you've seen?)

Luckily the accessories for this doll disappeared into toybox oblivion
before my daughter suffered permanent ductal damage;-]