So after she said "Look what I made!" I managed to not say anything or betray my thoughts with my facial expression, though I couldn't for the life of me figure out where the hell she had seen one of those, I mean, sure, she's seen her baby brothers without pants, but they are intact and she's never seen them aroused so she'd have no idea it should look like that. I'm so glad I waited, though, because she said "It's Scrat!" and since they've been watching the trailers for the new Ice Age movie, I wasn't surprised, but I was oh, so glad she explained herself. Here's some pictures from other angles:
Apparently he has teeny arms under his, uh, nose, and he's holding the acorn he keeps chasing in his hands. Good to know.
Please ignore the horribly disfigured table top, we're reserving nice furniture for the year 2015, when it actually has a prayer of surviving. We don't get to have nice stuff until everyone can use a toilet and wipe their own butt.
I'm so glad I got the momentary "Who the hell is the pedophile and when did she see him!" shock. That was fun.
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