John points accusingly at my mom's rubber chicken (sporting a polka dotted bikini, of all outfits!). This followed a scene in which John was digging through the stuffed animals when he unknowingly caused the rubber chicken to squawk, which really scared him and resulted in tears and gasping of breath. The chicken stands sentinel and John points at her.
In anticipation of our flight home, tonight we went to Target and picked up an electronic baby toy. Yes, that does, in fact, mean that I am desperate. We chose a phone with many buttons which John can push, causing lights to flash, music to play, and a voice to speak. The phone actually plays various games, but John won't understand those till closer to two years old. In the meanwhile, he is enthralled and keeps handing me the receiver when the phone "rings."
The chicken squawking cracks me up!! Poor boy :O( ... :O)
ReplyDeleteYou might want to put the phone away until the flight, so it still holds ultimate enthrallment. I wish you an easy trip!!!
ReplyDeleteThat rubber chicken is hilarious! Thanks for the laugh! Have a safe trip home!
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