Saturday, March 20, 2010

Wascawy Wabbit

There are many things I do not allow in my house or yard. This long list includes doilies, fake flowers in vases, toll painted scarecrows, blow-up Christmas decorations, and...


... plastic garden animals. We found this "darling" treasure in a wild patch of vinca in a neglected corner in our yard, and the punk quickly adopted it as his bosom buddy.


He likes to carry it around, set it on the ground, knock it over, give it hugs, and say "hop, hop, hop" while making jumping motions with his hands. He doesn't say "mama," but he picked up "hop, hop, hop" within minutes. He has recently started saying please ("eeezzzzz") and thank you ("duck-oo"), but does not say "mama." At least he's polite, even while he attempts to break his mother's heart by refusing to utter her name.


But I digress. This woodland creature is not something I intend to keep for very long. If the punk weren't having so much fun with it, I would have picked it up with a long garden fork and buried it in the outside garbage with the diapers and pine needles immediately.

Don't you think it's creepy? I can feel it staring at me wherever I go.



Thanks to my man, I'm going to have nightmares tonight.

3 comments:

Brit said...

creepy....

Julie Carlile said...

That is funny, we got a white ceramic bunny as a wedding gift. It was the kind that you were suppose to paint on your own. We thought it was so funny and took pictures of it in the grass and added red eyes to it. We planned on giving it to a friend for her wedding gift as a gag gift but unfortunately my grandpa accidently broke it.

Lynn Bell said...

Dang . . . guess I'll stop painting the scarecrow I had going for your birthday.

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