A volunteer came to daycare yesterday and brought presents for the kids. Every child got to pick out a cute little beanie baby. Claudia picked a sweet little white swan. Cole took home an adorable baby tiger.
My child? He came home with a potato. And not just an ordinary potato. A potato that, when thrown forcefully against the ground, the ceiling, the carseat, the window, or your leg, emits a loud, horrible, freaky evil laugh.
Were the shrieking monkeys not enough?
I thought that potato was going to get "lost?" I do have to say that I am sure glad that Claudia got that swan and not the potato. Nightmare!
ReplyDeleteI was waiting to have the potato get "lost" at your house this weekend!
ReplyDeleteIf you bring that potato over I am not going to let you in!
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