what do mickey's bum, the boppy, and my gym have in common? like various and sundry toys and household items, they have tags. forget the fancy toy for my educational development or that my mom handknit, the tag is where the real action is at. even those "taggie" toys have actual tags that are way cooler. yes, this babe is obsessed with silky, black and white, washing instruction tags...case in point:
bent over backwards while playing with the boppy tag
(he was supposed to be practicing sitting up)
you may think he is holding mickey's hand so sweetly,
nope, caressing the silky tag on his buddy's nether regions is what actually put him to sleep
and best of all, off the blanket, away from the myriad of dangling toys,
just studying and stroking the tag.
what a nutter.
but the real evidence is in the videos
(I have to sneak up on the bugger to get these because he loves hamming it up for the camera already, well except for when tags are involved and then you can't break his attention worth anything)
i made the mistake of cutting tags off half his toys because they aren't as cute with their text loincloths. my bad, the tag is apparently the main attraction. i'd better go repent of my parenting sin.
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