Life is like a box of sock yarn
There is one funny story I will share with you. For the first time in our family’s history, a Teddy Bear had to have a time out! Yes indeed and let me tell you this cautionary tale lest your other little toys be led astray!
Our youngest, while we were away in the City of
However, one of the partygoers, a co-worker of my our now 23-year-old, brought a gift: a cute little Teddy Bear with a little heart on it, inside of which were embroidered the words, “hug me.” Sounds sweet, huh? Well, there’s a thingie on the little adorable bear’s belly that one can press and adorable little phrases come out of said bear. Phrases like, “Nobody loves you, everybody hates you. Go f**k yourself,” and “Kiss my a$$,” and that all time favorite, “Eat sh*t and die, motherf**ker!” How charming!
Well, someone during the cleanup that occurred sometime later that evening, tossed the Teddy Bear into the toys in the little playroom area we have for the grandangels.
A few days later, on Friday, John and I were watching the grandangels for a couple of hours between their parents’ shifts at work. Little Ruby went right for the Teddy Bear and I said, “Oh, how nice! You found your Teddy Bear! Awwww.” (Remember, we had not inkling of what was up with this bear!)
Awwww kwap! I went upstairs to change out of my work clothes and upon my return downstairs, John was seated in the den, the children playing nearby and the Teddy Bear sitting on a table with his face to the wall. I looked at John quizzically. His response: “The Teddy Bear is in Time Out.” Apparently while cuddling the rather delinquent toy, Ruby caused a few of the expletives to escape it’s little belly.
When their Daddy came to pick them up, we had forgotten about it. At that point, the electricity had gone out from a nasty thunder storm and our attention was focused on getting them to their car without them having to wring themselves out upon their return home.
Once inside, I had a lot of fun playing with that bear.
Oh Gram is soooooo bad!