A childhood belief about toys

I used to lay naked Cabbage Patch Kids around my house as a four and five-year-old. My brothers once collected them all, piled them up on the couch and took a picture. They said there were about thirty or so of them, all naked. I think I liked their belly-buttons or something, but I can't always understand the things I did as a child, so who knows why I had naked dolls lying around.

I also used to think one of my dolls was alive. It was a tiny little thing, probably not bigger than an adult's hand, but I was just positive it was alive. I would talk to it and stuff, I would "feed" it, and have it "talk" to me about its life. I thought it had come to this earth from outer-space and needed me to be its adopted mommy.