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Sam's Baby Tad toy creeps me out.

I don't know why exactly. There's just something a bit sinister about those big staring eyes and open arms with the stubby little fingers on each end.

I'm afraid it's going to come alive and kill us all in our sleep, like Chucky in the horror movie Child's Play. Or that it's whispering in Sam's ear: "Hi! I'm Baby Tad! Go get a butcher's knife from the kitchen and stab your mommy! Yea!"

But Sam loves Baby Tad. Today he learned that if you press the pink heart on Baby Tad's cheek, it makes a kissy sound and says, "I LOVE YOU."

He's now pressed the damn heart two hundred times in a row.

"SMOOCH! I LOVE YOU! SMOOCH! I LOVE YOU! SMOOCH! I LOVE YOU! SMOOCH! I LOVE YOU! SMOOCH! I LOVE YOU! SMOOCH! I LOVE YOU! SMOOCH! I LOVE YOU!"

Posted 08 November 2004 at 10:40 AM