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Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Year of the Oatmeal Bear

This year marks the first installment of my annual Suit-the-Snoot campaign. What is that you ask?
When my portly niece Eva was born, I made her a promise: I grabbed her pumpkin cheeks and pushed my grizzly face into hers and nuzzled, "Darlin, by the power of Greyskull, I will put you in a new animal suit every year until your 18th birthday." She cried for a few minutes, both out of joy and as a response to my sandpaper facial hair. One year later, having been driven to the brink of sanity by overly-constrictive Pampers and copious amounts of Goldfish crackers, she had clearly forgotten my pledge, and so was caught completely underwears by my timely gift.






Tupac Ruxpin

4 comments:

Meagan said...

She sure is a cute little bearcub

derrick said...

Man, that's just precious.

Maren said...

Maybe next year you can find a suit of a circus bear dressed as a human so she can be a human pretending to be a bear pretending to be a human. But be careful that her mind doesn't explode.

Lorna said...

she looks great in animal suits. I"m trying ot picture her in one at 18 years old...