I rolled out of bed this morning rather bleary eyed. I had forgotten to use my eye drops the night before. The combination of the rain and our love of blackout curtains made for a very dark house. I managed to stumble through the mega blocks minefield Thomas had refused to clean up the night before (and I'm sure as hell not going to do it) to get to the bathroom.
That's when I heard a creepy childlike voice say "I'm hiiiiding! Heeheehee"
Rational is my middle name so I was immediately creeped out. Obviously it was a serial killer using a child's toy to lure me into my gruesome impending death. I could tell it was coming from the guest room so I grabbed Thomas' Cubs bat and peeked into the room.
"I'm hiiiiiiding! Heeheehee"
I flung the closet doors open like I was a CIA agent sweeping a house. I looked under the bed (from the opposite side of the room of course.)
"I'm hiiiiiding! Heeheehee"
Then I went to the curtains and flung them to the side where I saw it. A little duck peeping out of a toy egg Thomas got for Easter. He had been left on the balcony and the rain must have really messed with his wiring.
Yep. I got owned by a plastic Easter toy.
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