I had mostly stuffed animals when I was little.
My first doll, though, was a tiny african american baby doll who, according to my mom, I named 'Black Baby' because of my less-than-racially-sensitive grandmother's comment of, 'Why do you want a
black baby?' when I picked her out.
*facepalm*
I loved that doll SO much and used to carry her around everywhere with me when I was little. Some of my earlier memories actually involve playing with her and feeding her with a little pretend baby bottle that had 'disappearing' milk in it. I think my mom might still have her stored away with a few of my other toddler toys.