My littlest brother was 5 yrs old had a baby doll that he carried every where it even had it's own car seat, stroller, high chair, and a baby bed. Now he builds bulldozers, has a lovely wife, and he is a awesome Dad. And he might be an awesome Dad because of how good he took care of the doll.
My son won't have one, my daughter won't have one, my dog won't have one.
Baby toys are damn near satanic nowadays.
In taking my attention, it is.