April actually left this message on my phone.

April’s Tummy Talks doll would go off randomly in the middle of the night… Sounding like a demon possessed .. thing.

There’s comes a time when my attention span is vastly out-weighed by the topics at hand. It’s usually discovered by the other party when something does happen to catch my attention – such as my gummi bear looking like squirrels.

Enter April. Her mother is very much like me in that we LOVE to wrap presents so that they’re difficult to open. When she was describing her woes to me, I asked “Did you use a knife?” “*silence*” Then we went on a tangent about how she hated that I used to be able to come in and just do something so simple like that when she’d be trying for hours. It’s ok, she’s done the same to me, too.