In this case I am referring to a gift from my mother to my son but it impacts my wife. The gift is a talking toy vacuum. Seems innocuous enough. I am sure my mother had no idea that it was a talking vacuum that would fling criticisms of our hygiene as my son walked around with it. In between the regular things you would hear from a talking kid toy, here are some of the things it says:
- Is that a rabbit? No, its just a dust bunny.
- Lets clean up this mess.
- This place is a pig sty.
- Did a tornado come through here?
My son has been playing with this every available minute since he got it yesterday. Well, at least he is getting the enjoyment out of it.