So yesterday morning, as I was talking to my mother, she asked how the kids were doing? I told her great, but Evan (the middle son) would not stop hounding me about the Optimus Prime Helmet with voice changer. He probably asks 50 times a day. So being the nice Nanna that she is, she told me to get my ass down to Target and buy him the new toy with my emergency credit card that she gave me a few years ago. And by emergency, I mean whenever my kids talk to her and tell her what they want and Mommy or Daddy won't buy it, it is urgent that Nanna buys it and makes me go get it. Or, in the case of my daughter, if she sees a $16 balloon that has the Disney Princesses on it and Mommy won't buy it, she will call her Nanna and tell her how mean I am, and I get yelled at for not buying it. So I have to return to the store, buy it, hand it over, and my daughter immediately lets it go once we are out of the store. But, hey, it's not my money so I don't care that much.
So off to Target we went to purchase this helmet that is sure to drive me crazy within a day, but that will make my son deliriously happy. And it has. He showed it off proudly to Daddy (who I knew couldn't wait to try it on himself) and his little sister. He can't wait to show it to his older brother when he gets home in a few days. I think he looks so cute in it, but what do you think?
I think he slept with it last night. I know he definitely woke me up this morning with it on because it scared the shit out of me. No one needs to be woken up to a computerized voice saying "I AM OPTIMUS PRIME, FIX ME BREAKFAST". So thank you Mom, I will be sure to bring this to the coast and let him drive you nuts with it for a week.