
Me: What is it?
TB: It's an angry person who is shooting fire from his mouth and his hat.
Me: Oh, yes, of course! It's...lovely.
TB: I know. I'm going to be an art teacher when I grow up.


And he's the only daddy you're going to get, at least until Keanu Reeves comes to his senses and gives Mama a call...
Pancakes and pasta are actually the only things he knows how to cook. And they're the only things The Girl likes to eat. Coincidence...or conspiracy?
Cute... but the fact that she made herself the same size as her daddy makes me believe that she considers herself his "equal," and gives light to her simmering Electra complex...
I don't know what Wal-Marts she's shopped at, but I have yet to see one with giant grapes hanging from the ceiling. The rude employees look about right, though.
Yeah. Who IS this alligator?
When I asked The Boy what this was, he said, "It's a boy with girl hair and a mustache." Don't know what the devil horns are for, though, or what kind of adults have been lurking at the playground lately...
Someday, she'll realize that you don't ALWAYS need two people, especially if you have electronic aids and a Costco-sized sheaf of replacement batteries.
On the other hand..I'm not sure exactly what these "love box" items are, and I'm afraid to ask, in the event that she's been going through my drawers again and I have to answer some, uh, 'probing' questions. 
Could the title character and his unnamed wife have been inspired by the Brad Pitt/Angelina Jolie union? Note how their babies came BEFORE they got married...
Note to self: must explain to The Girl that if a tornado is approaching, deciphering a secret code is probably not the best use of people's time.