Poor little Barbie had no idea what was about to happen.
I think the “Working out” bug has bitten the Critter
Not only has my Can Opener started working out again- but even the tiny One has started copying her Mom and Dad much to Barbie’s dismay.
Sushi was kicked off the big, cushy pillow on the desk because “Barbie needed a nap”- and no sooner had Sushi objected and left than Barbie and “baby” were all comfy in “their” bed.
But their nap only lasted about 16 seconds before “Barbie” decided to ditch the baby and workout!
Somewhere along the line in that 15 seconds, Barbie also changed-dramatically!
I’d say Barbie is already working out too much- I’ve heard of feeling a little “stiff,” but if that’s what it does to people, I think I’ll stick with my cat naps!
Critter had to work on her schoolwork before playtime- unlike some kids, she loves her schoolwork- whether its in a workbook, abcmouse.com, or baking, and learning other skills, she delights in all of it and is full of joy! Then, she had time for some Play Doh hairstyling! (Just keep those scissors away from my whiskers, please)…
Holy Cow- keep those scissors away!
a “friendly discussion”- (but I don’t hear a thing)…
You’re sitting in a toy box minding your own business and enjoying the company of Barbie, the Lion King, Mr. Potato-Head, and Minnie Mouse…
When suddenly a tiny hand reaches in and yanks you out of the box by the hair and flings you across the room…on top of a sleeping fat cat who is not amused.
What the heck was THAT?
The next thing you know, you’re being pelted by balls, beads, fidget spinners, blocks, and yes, Barbie. Before you can react- (however a chunk of painted plastic would react if it could) – you’re dragged outside, stuck in a toddler swing, and spun around being slammed against a playhouse at high speed while the tiny tornado giggles hysterically.
The other toys by now are trembling and begging the fat cat to lay on them because if she does, the tornado won’t even know they’re there.
But meanwhile back in the yard, another even TINIER tornado comes out to play and a battle ensues over the poor, battered Samantha while the baby tornado wails loud enough to drown out a jet.
That’s how poor little Samantha’s day went. And you don’t even want to know what happened to poor Barbie. Let’s just say, if she has her way- Malibu is looking is looking really good.
And Sushi and I may be escorting her- to keep her safe (and escape)!
How to Train your Humans 