Two completely unrelated topics, at least in this post!
First, I was surprised to see this video on Facebook – Martha Stewart speaking out against factory farming. It’s very short and only hints at the horrors that these animals go through, but better than nothing.
Second, the creepy toys. Who didn’t have one as a kid? Or now, as a parent?
Mine as a child was my sister’s large doll that talked. Sometimes when you pressed the button, sometimes on her own in the middle of the night. She was extra scary looking because one of us had chopped off a lot of her hair. This was also in the era of “Child’s Play”, which we’d watched at a cousin’s house late at night around the age of eight years or so…
Now 20 years later, here is the creepy toy in our house:

It’s supposed to be a CD player, see the disc in there? My grandma got it at a thrift store. It plays music, sometimes when you touch it, sometimes when no one’s in the room with it. I’ll go a week without hearing the thing and then all of a sudden it’s playing by itself 5 times a night.
Finally last night Nathan threw it outside into the snow, to be later put in our garbage at the end of the driveway.
This morning when my “client” (Hahaha the dad of the kid I nanny for occasionally… stories for a different time, UGH) came to drop off his kid, he says “I found this outside” and hands me the creeptastic toy.
It made its way back into our house, I think we are cursed.
That thing just looks evil.
Ours is a dog that my stepmom got Liam for him birthday. You press the body to make it talk- foot, hand, ear, and so on. When you press the heart, it lights up and says “I loooove you” and sings a song. It’s been going off by itself, at night mostly. There’s nothing creepier than laying in bed and hearing “I loooove you” all soft and demon-like from downstairs. I’m planning to take the batteries out and just put it at the bottom of the mountain of toys. That way, it’s still here when she comes, but I don’t have to listen to it.
That made me laugh! “I’m back….”
No creepy toys but my grandmother had a creepy light up picture of Jesus that made my brother cry.
Eiiii! Sounds like its time to call in an exorcist. Or just get the hammer…
Great story about the toy! We’ve had a a few creepy ones that went off in the middle of the night, but ours never came back to us. Yikes!
BTW, I’ve been voting for you in the Circle of Moms contest too. Thanks for your support as well