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?
3 comments:
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!
I was waiting to have the potato get "lost" at your house this weekend!
If you bring that potato over I am not going to let you in!
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