Outback Ray and his amazing animal posse graced our house for Kaila's fourth birthday this past weekend. Surprisingly, baby doll had no issues holding a snake, getting kissed by a lizard or poking a hissing cockroach. But, she drew the line at feeding a turtle a carrot. No fucking way, she said. Or, seemed to be saying. Or would have said if she could have dropped the f-bomb without risking a time-out.
Can I get a what whaaaaaaaaaat?
Kaila had no issues at all with la cucaracha, but refused to feed Franklin. (Heyyyy, it's Franklin. Heyyy, I'm hungry.) Oh, Kaila. How could you be so heartless? How could you be so cold? Kanye was singing about you, sweetie. Why are you withholding carotene from a reptile? Talk about cold-blooded.
And, if that wasn't bad enough. She also gave the cutest freaking bunny on Earth the meanest freaking look I ever saw. What next? Are you going to tell me you hate puppies? Hell, that's cool. Mama's gonna love you no matter what. Or, at least until you start giving me dirty looks, too.
Holy hare-ball.
Fine. I'll touch the snake. But, I'm still not feeding anyone anything.
Cousin D steps in to offer Franklin a carrot and save him from certain death.
Cool with the cockroach. Baby, you so crazy.
1 comment:
Happy Birthday Kaila! Your mommy is such a good mommy for allowing those critters in the house!! This mom/grandma never would be so nice. Also, you're getting "the look" down pretty darn good---keep practicing!! :-)
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