Michael never had Barbies, but he did have his kitchen which he loved. He also had a doll that fit in the little high chair that he played with all the time. He had this funny terry cloth bunny he called "Bonny". That bunny went everywhere with us. When he was about 18 months old and we went to ski in Colorado, Bonny went everywhere. I even stepped on it in my ski boots when he dropped it in the slush. Now I'm trying to get him to part with all his Beanie Babies that I bought him everytime he went to the hospital, had a blood test, MRI, EEG, ambulance ride...you name it, I felt guilty about pain for him, I bought him a Beanie Baby. He has Build A Bears and all kinds of stuffed animals still in boxes from the move. Won't part with a one of them. I even asked if we could take them to the children's hospital or police station to give to little kids that need them...no way. Well we found Bonny the other day and he was so happy...luckily no older brother in sight...and he hugged her and said, "I wish I was a little boy again, Mommy." Oh I boo hooed, well I'm boo hooing now too. He put it under his bed and I so wished he could bring it out and sleep with it every night.