You’ve written inspiring mantras on post-its for their ensuite bathroom mirrors, breastfed exclusively for four years, and you hand-sew all of their organic clothing–but you’re not sure if your kids feel special enough.
What to do, what to do.
Here’s an idea: don’t write on their bananas. Put down that ballpoint pen, step back from your granite kitchen island, and think about what you’re doing. You’re writing on a banana–it’s the perfect storm of sweet and creep. Later, when you complain to your friends about how busy you are, remember this moment: you spent time you could have used to read or nap to write on a banana.
Also, as everyone knows, bananas that talk are pretty creepy:
That show provided me with a childhood’s worth of nightmares.
Most children who are given an inscribed banana will reach one of two conclusions:
1. The bananas love them and want to play with them.
2. Their parents are emotionally needy and insane.
I can’t get over the third banana–let’s play a game. Straight out of Saw.