Last night, Malia asked me if we had any googly eyes. It is one of those craft items that I’ve had hanging around for years for those random times I want them, and my supply was greatly increased some years back when Nathan used googly eyes as a high school dance ask or response, I don’t remember which. So, I replied in the affirmative, having no idea why she wanted them. Her reason? Whimsy.
The eyes on the microwave are the ones that keep throwing me off. I catch a glimpse from the corner of my eye, and my brain tells me there is something not quite right…
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