my mom must hate me…. and the wonder pets must die
Wonder Pets Wonder Pets were on our way….
Wonder Pets Wonder Pets were on our way….
Wonder Pets Wonder Pets were on our way….
Wonder Pets Wonder Pets were on our way….
Wonder Pets Wonder Pets were on our way…
For my daughter’s one year birthday my mom, god bless her, gave my daughter a inconspicuous looking toy. Not just any inconspicuous looking toy but a Wonder Pets toy. Six months later, I have come to find that this toy is not so innocent. It is truly designed to drive parents into a manic state, hitting their heads against the wall while repeating the Wonder Pets mantra. This is what I have been doing today if you haven’t picked that up already.
I can’t take it away from her because she is teething and it is the only thing that is keeping her from chewing on every book and I’m running out of granita. So, I’m stuck here today trying not to call the state hospital requesting a voluntary stay.
This toy’s only function is to play the theme song over and over and over again. I’m convinced it’s a conspiracy put on by the Chinese so we become completely annoyed with the Wonder Pets. So much in fact that we force our kids to watch Ni Hao Kai-lan, learn the Chinese language and become a Chinese dominated world. Yes. That has to be it.
By the way, Mom I know you don’t hate me.
Nana
You would have bought it if you’d seen it first. Kissey kissey. Luv Nana
Nichole
I cannot tell you how grateful I am that we don’t have one of those.
Katie does, however, have an “iPod” (toy knockoff) that plays the ABC song in mind-numbing repetition ALL DAY LONG!
The worst part? Some nights, when I’m trying to fall asleep, that song plays in a constant loop in my head.
Cheers, my friend. It won’t end here–we have years of Bieber-ish music ahead of us.
in sock monkey slippers
Oh lord, I can only imagine that travesty! I think you have it worse than I do. The ABC song is addictive.