Today a package was delivered to our house.
Inside the box was something called Squawkers McCaw.
I don't know what turned the damned thing on, but this 'plaything' gives off the most God-Awful noise on its own. All someone has to do is go near the box, or turn off the light in the room that it is occupying.
Now, this Mom usually finds most toy sounds somewhat amusing, but this one made me want to take it out to the street and run it over several times till it was dead.
Instead, I took it upstairs to my husband to see if he could figure out how to turn it off. How to do this was not readily apparent, and it was late ... so Pete suggested that I take it outside and put it in the garage. it is now safely locked inside his car.
Now I understand this is programmable toy ... and maybe the offending sounds can be programed out, but I think that this invention could give an unsuspecting child nightmares. Sure the hell made me jump out of my skin.
Posted by Judi at December 20, 2007 10:54 PM | TrackBack