Oh, and have I mentioned that I am the Mother of the most wonderful, creative little child ever? She came home with this the other day, proudly proclaiming, “Mommy, this is Angry Octopus!”
Now why would he be angry? Could it be because he only has seven arms? Maybe that one of his arms is sort of stuck onto him as an afterthought? Or perhaps because he’s recently filled up his pickup truck at the gas pump or paid five bucks for a thing of creamer at Vons? He looks a little on the psycho side, but I dont think Lila’s learned that vocabulary word just yet. Just look at his eyes… and that maniacal grin… I totally empathize with that look. yeah, he’s nuts.
But I love him so. How could you not? Angry Octopus rocks!!!