Thursday, May 29, 2008
Feed Me, Seymour
Evidently we have monsters in our garbage cans... and it is Justin Alexander's responsibility to feed them. The garbage can has turned into his own personal magic show as he revels in his ability to make things "disappear". So every night, after tucking him in for bed, V and I now have one more task to add to the to-do list... Checking the garbage can for shoes, socks, building blocks, cell phones and remote controls. But not sippy cups. Evidently those are recyclable.
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Hold on to your keys ladies and gentleman, the new Oscar the Grouch has arrived. Very funny. You have now entered the stage of "let's put everything away!" If you have VCRs, DVDs or CD players you might want to tape the flap closed, that'll be the next thing he'll discover you can put things into.
That's funny... I forgot Oscar lived in a trash can. As for the CD players, etc... we are one step ahead of you on that one... the CD player has been taped closed around these parts for a good while now to prevent smashed fingers. He also knows how to use it, so when we leave him in his room alone he will occasionally break the silence when music suddenly starts blaring through the baby monitors. Thanks to being taped closed, Smokey Robinson is officially trapped in the stereo in Justin's Room... So he only has two options: Motown or the radio.
This is hysterical!! I guess I just have a preview of what to expect in the Artis home a few months from now.
Thanks for making me laugh soooo much tonight w/ this one!! Gotta love them!! I can't wait to see what's in store for us. :)
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