Claudette (AKA Icky Baby Doll) and I went to the neighborhood pool and park this evening. The husband refused to allow me to bring her to the pool with us yesterday. Because he is a mean jerk whose sole concern is the psyche of our wussy four-year-old real child who doesn’t like “Scary Baby.”
Anyhow, we were having a good time. Then she freaking slipped off a toy and fell. I thought she was a dead! Then I realized she was never alive, so it’s all good.
I turned around for like one second, and look what she does!
I took her to the park when after it was clear that she just wanted to escape the pool area and murder someone.