After getting Ali down for a nap after the Valentines Card-Making Party, I was walking by her kitchen and something caught my eye. . .
I opened up the fridge, and look who promptly popped out, ever-so-excited to be rescued:
That’s right.
BabyDoll got iced at the party.
Apparently we had a Toddler Mobster in our midst.
Ha!! Poor baby!! Good thing you were paying attention. hahaha!
This is so funny. Titus saw it too and made a comment about the doll. I wondered if he might be the babydoll icer for a minute.
Thanks for the letters. :) And thanks for the compliment on my blog. Coming from you that means a lot!
Thats funny!! Gracie stuffs her pup pup in her tiny microwave all the time…poor poor baby doll!!
Too funny! I hope she didn’t suffer too much :)
Poor, poor baby doll.
That’s funny. :) That poor baby doll.
Scary stuff. Poor baby doll. LOL!