That makes three this week. This one must have had his coordinates off, because he materialized inside the bathroom -- at a moment very inconvenient for me -- and tried to get into the nursery. Like all the others, he screamed "Your baby has to die before 2048! The safety of the entire world depends on it! She looks innocent, but --" and that was when I clipped him with the shovel.They're worse than waterbugs -- they just keep on coming, again and again. It's incredibly annoying to have to deal with them. I'm just glad that I have a pickup truck to help.
My little angel was fine -- she woke up in her bassinet during the commotion, but didn't fuss any. She just looks up at me and smiles with her little red glowing eyes. Hmm. I'd better ask the pediatrician about that on Monday.
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Shovel? You didn't buy that 12 gauge for nothing!
The Mossberg was in the crib, and he was in between me and the crib. The shovel was leaning next to the changing table, so it was handy.
Plus, I would imagine that the shovel is much quieter than the 12 gauge so as not to disturb the baby.
Wait... did I miss the birth announcement?
Yeah...what dogblogger said!
What would be your moral obligations if you discovered that the time travelers were right?
They couldn't possibly be right. Lucifera is too sweet to be a threat to anyone.
Tell us about the baby...
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