We have a new addition to our household this half-term.
He’s called Billy.
When I went to pick my youngest up from nursery last week, his teacher asked if it was all right for us to watch the class mascot over the school holiday. Expecting it to be a class pet, ie a hamster or lizard or some other creature, I agreed.
Imagine my shock and horror when I was presented with this dude …
Eek!
Dolls scare me.
I never played with them when I was a little girl and I have no desire to play with them now. I had visions of Chuckie long before the movie about a doll gone mental was made.
But, the little guy loves him so Billy has been going everywhere with us, he sits at the table with us, he gets his teeth brushed and his hair styled with my Elnet hairspray, we have to put his pajamas on him at night and get him dressed in the morning. I’m not sure how he is going to fare at the beach today — we shall have to see.
Anyway, it’s obviously been all fun, fun, fun round here.
Not.
Billy is giving me serious nightmares. Especially now the boys know they can tease me with him. Sweet baby Jesus, hold me now.
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scary doll
we get a class teddy bear once in a while and have to write a story with pictures for the class.
Oh yes, scary-looking doll!
(BTW, what happened to the whole blog going private?)
billy is very very very scary!
Well, he does have kind of a creepy leer going on, doesn’t he?
I think I would have preferred an animal to be honest that is a little scary! xx
Yes – creepy.
Where does he sleep?