I somehow miraculously escaped the whole Christmas craziness that involved standing in long lines, racing to toys-r-us at a moment's notice and at times using all force necessary to secure an electronic rodent. I made sure neither my husband or I even breathed a word of the strange creatures as to not start a roller coaster I didn't want to ride.
None the less...there is now such a toy scurrying around my house. It was passed on to my kids from a friend who didn't care to get one for Christmas, but did.
L thinks it's quite cute and enjoys chasing it around the house. I'm glad it doesn't require anything from me such as supervision, food or bathroom cleanup.
This afternoon L was playing with it and all of the sudden was screaming. Seems the little guy wanted to build a nest...in her hair. Her baby fine hair was quickly being sucked into and twisted around his little wheel, I mean leg. As there is no identifiable power switch I'm frantically calling for the more experienced fake hamster wrangler for some much needed assistance. Finally the wheel stops, but the little hamster had indeed nestled itself in there pretty good.
(I have to admit... my interest in providing my readers with entertaining and quality material and photos on this blog, gave me reason to pause briefly to consider how many steps away the camera was before calling for scissors. But my child's screams quickly reminded me...the camera was too far.)
I snipped her hair (unknowingly to L) hid the scissors so she wouldn't get the idea to continue the trim herself and dramatically explained to N how that was the one exception to the "no hair cutting at home" rule.
Being the ultra-litigious person that I am... I am planning on filing a law suit...know any good attorneys?
The Culprit
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