Did We Really Need it to be That Real?

Emma had some money burning a hole in her pocket, so off to Target we go. While looking at her favorite item (Littlest Pet Shop) we found the above item. Yes, that is poop and news paper with pee on it. Something that never makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. Rarely do I want to give anyone a big hug and a kiss afterwards and say "wasn't that great?!"

And this is appealing to buy for our children to play with... Go figure.

I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?" "Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times." It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach. He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.
Jack Handy (from thinkexists.com)