Thursday, February 10, 2011

For Real?


 Yesterday Noelle came running to me upset. “Waaah! He isn’t turning off! Throw him and my zhu zhu pet in the garbage!” After a few more dramatic sobs (she knows it’s Oscar season) she was able to tell me that she was referring to her FurReal dog. You’ve seen these? Cute, little creatures whose heads and tail vibrate upon touch? Not really for real, but close enough for our purposes. Anyway, I tried to push it’s little button to turn it off but it didn’t work. The dang tail kept on wagging and the loud vibrating noise was starting to get annoying. I started hitting it against the table hoping to abuse it in to submission. I threw it on the floor. I read the tag for instructions. Nada. I couldn’t take out batteries because there are none? (How the heck does it vibrate then?? Magic?) This thing was possessed! Just like her zhu zhu pet—months ago Noelle received a zhu zhu pet that was beloved. Until it started going off and on by itself. In the middle of the night.  So Noelle’s love turned to to hate. Nobody likes a possessed toy. And now she had two!
I really didn’t know how to fix it. I tried putting it under the couch pillows to muffle the sound but you could still hear it. Naptime was here and figuring out the possessed FurReal wasn’t high on my priorities, so I did the only thing I could think of. I put it on the porch and hoped it would die or some neighbor kid would come steal it.  6 hours later it was vibrating loud and strong. Still on our porch. Hub arrived home, picked it up, tweaked the tail and fixed it. How come he is always the hero?

7 comments:

The Allreds said...

Dads always ARE the heroes! Guess our reward is waiting in heaven!?

Michelle said...

He he he. Big T and I trade hero moments so it feels really good to be the hero. We congratulate each other and really mean it, not hiding how much we are jealous. OK, most of the time.
Thanks for the heads up about possessed pets. Fur-real and zhu-zhu pets will not be on the birthday/Chiristmas lists.

cold cocoa said...

I can opposite sympathize. Our new zhu-zhu dog is dead already! At a mere few weeks old. Anika did drop him down the stairs but really? Online someone on ehow explains how to fix one with a screw-driver, but it didn't work . The mechanics of cheap toys is simple but too complex for its own simplicity, you know?
Poor traumatized Noelle. She should stick to the naked barbies.

T said...

hahaha - poor Noelle! We used to have a possessed Buzz Lightyear and I would always crack up when we'd suddenly hear "To Infinity and Beyond" coming from the toybox in the middle of the night... or once from a sealed moving box... at least we knew where to find the kids' toys right?

Q is always the hero too... of course, that could be because I hate killing spiders and I would have probably said - fine, throw it away... not very heroic :)

Sher said...

Kayli has a talking bear that became possessed once. That one did have batteries though and so we just had to switch them. Before that it would just talk at random times -- including in the night. I think it's funny that the possessed pet was waiting on the porch for Leon and then he fixed it. Maybe it's a daddy's dog:)

stephanie said...

I am way too familiar with those kind of moments. I will work for hours on something and Landan will come home and have it fixed in 30 seconds. but he always has to make sure that he makes me feel even more stupid by saying things like " really you couldn't figure that out?" "did you even try" " a two year can fix that"
Good Job Leon! and a very happy birthday!

Mule Team said...

He's the hero cuz it runs int he family! Or at least I hope it soon does.