My Daughters the Nudges
Monday, May 14th, 2007
Okay, my daughters are such brats. They’ve taken pranks to an art form among each other, which is one thing, but now they’ve got a new target.
Their Aunt KK.
You know we’ve been living with one of my sisters, right? Well, several months ago, she told us about this dream she’d had. She dreamed she woke up one day and rolled over and there was Geoffrey the Giraffe from the Toys R Us commercials, sitting up in bed next to her, wearing a pair of basketball shorts and smoking a cigarette, looking, umh, satisfied.
Yes. Very weird dream.
The funny thing was, my oldest daughter has this HUGE stuffed giraffe. An old high school boyfriend gave it to her, one of those carnival prize things. It was in storage, and my sister had never seen it. Well, the girls harassed us until my hubby took them down there so they could get it…for the sole purpose of tormenting their Aunt KK.
She has found it in her bed (duh!)
She has found it in the bathtub when she goes in to take a shower in the morning.
She occasionally walks out her bedroom door in the middle of the night and finds it standing sentry, nose to nose with her.
It’s been hanging from ceiling fans. It’s been wrapped and presented as a Christmas gift. And today, Mother’s Day, poor Geoffrey was stuffed into a new cooler that we were wrapping as a gift. Of course, he wouldn’t fit, so my daughters decided to CUT OFF ITS HEAD and put it in there and wrap it up.
Vicious little beasts.
I actually thought it would be pretty hilarious, but then I had all these Godfather images of this bodyless, tattered giraffe head turning up in any number of new places (like, the oven, which could get turned on before he was discovvered!) so I didn’t let them.
My sister was very appreciative.
Hmm…wonder if I should warn her who’s sitting in her freshly painted pool bathroom, just waiting for her to go in and see if the paint’s dry.
Nah. I’m not that nice a sister.
As you can tell…
PS: Love ya KK!
