The other day I noticed in the bathroom that one of the kids' bath toys was missing an appendage. Yes, Mr. Lizard was down to three legs. One looked like it had been surgically removed, with a pair of scissors. I wondered why. I asked Carly what had happend, and she said her and Wes were playing tug-o-war with him in the tub and it just snapped. Okay, fair enough. So then I asked her what we were going to do with the separated arm. It wouldn't go back on the lizard. Was there anything else we could do with it? Carly looked serious for a minute, and then came up with an excellent idea: We could tape the arm to our front door as a warning to all other rubber toy lizards, in this house the children play ROUGH! Haha. I encourage this type of logic, you know.
Carly is very pleased with the hand on the door. In fact, at one point she tried to tape up the entire lizard- turns out it was too heavy. Still, I think we all learned a lesson from this... Don't Mess with Carly! She's a wild thing.
