The Christmas Child and Possible Kiddie Porn

I've lived with my roommate Cara since August of last year, when we both came to Chicago to attend law school.  I harbor a deep affection for my roommate, and I really don't want anything truly bad to happen to her.   Unfortunately for Cara, she is prone to having hilarious and ridiculous things happen to her, most of which are not her fault.  Fortunately for me and you, I get to witness these mishaps and share them with the world.  This particular incident, however, was the product of Cara's occasional inability to be gauge the appropriateness of her actions and her general lack of self-awareness.

Cara's concentration in Law school is Child Law, which means she is planning on becoming an advocate for children in the courts after we graduate.  Yes, she's very noble and etc.  Every Christmas, the Child Law Fellows (as they are called) choose the name of one of the child clients of the Child Law Clinic and purchase a gift for that child.  Cara chose a 4-year old, whom we shall call Sarah.*  Cara went to Target and purchased the doll, pictured above, for Sarah.  I took this picture with my Blackberry, so the quality isn't great, but the doll is known as "Bath Time Baby" and is of the African-American race.  She brings the doll home, takes it out of the bag, and says to me, "Look! Isn't she cute?"  I agreed, then proceeded to question Cara about the race of the recipient child.  Blank stare.  Then she says, "I don't know, do you think that's a problem?"  I respond, "Probably not."  Cara gulps.

It gets better.  The doll came in a box with some bathtub toys and a little towel, and it's a pretty inoffensive little doll, so I think it'll probably be fine.  I turn the box around to see if there is anything written on the back.  I find this on the back of the box: 

Very calmly I turn the box back around so that 

 Cara can see the back and I say, "Did you even look at the back of the box?"  Again, I am met with a blank stare, for about a second, and then, "HOLY SHIT! There's KIDDIE PORN on my kid's present!"  Yes, Cara, you bought your Christmas kid kiddie porn.  ChildLaw Fellow OF THE YEAR.

Now I realize that America is progressive enough to make purchasing an African-American doll for a possibly Caucasian child not so much of a big deal.  I also realize that the picture on the box doesn't actually show any of the child's private areas.  But my roommate's anxiety over the race of the doll and the child, combined with her horror over the image of a naked child on the back of the box, was a sight to behold.  And she will now include a gift receipt with the doll when she delivers it to Sarah.

*Name has been changed.