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April 14, 2006
I am Zygone from Planet Franthrop
I'm sad to report that my child has been taken over by aliens, who now use his adorable little shell of a body to throw his dinner on the floor, put his foot in poop and then try to kick me with it, and punch his dad in the eye when they don't want to get out of the tub.
Also, FYI, aliens do not like bedtime so don't even think about trying to tuck them in with their special blankets after reading them five books and singing "When the Red Red Robin Goes Bob Bob Bobbin' Along" three times. My son used to like that song. The aliens have pronounced it "not good".
We busted the aliens conducting this little "defiance ceremony" in the Bean's room when he should have been sleeping. Notice how some of his stuffed animals are actually alien sentries, guarding the neon tubes of toddler power.
Stupid, stupid aliens. Bring me back my baby.
Posted by Max at April 14, 2006 10:02 AM
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LOL- cute picture!
Posted by: jennster at April 20, 2006 02:33 PM
OH MY GOD, so that's it! ALIENS! Damn, I should've known this crazy, unpredictable, lunatic I thought was my toddler isn't her at all. She's just been taken over. What a relief.
Thank you for cracking that code!
Posted by: tracey at May 4, 2006 11:03 AM