I’m Pretty Sure I’m Being Followed

The little creeps are everywhere. (And no, I’m not talking about my boys—this time.)

Remember how I discovered a stowaway Bakugan on the back of my van after work?

Well, come to find out — he wasn’t the only one.

Take a look at what I noticed as I was driving Husband’s car the other day. Look closely. You’ll see it. Just above the windshield wiper…

Oh, yes, all the Bakugan are getting into the act.

I let this dude continue to surf on the hood until I pulled into a convenience store and, with proper embarrassment befitting a mom-of-all-boys, plucked the magnetic toy from the car as fellow gas station patrons looked on rather quizically. Then I stuck it in my pocket and treated myself to a 32-ounce fountain pop. (Darnit, I deserved it!)

And if this weren’t enough, last week my brother-in-law brought over  a ton (literally) of leftover rock that is intended to go underneath our deck but will likely still be on the third pad of our driveway until the next snow thaws. As Husband and Bro-in-Law were standing in the back of his pickup, shoveling away, Husband reported that he saw yet another sneaky bastard Bakugan hiding on the roof of my van.

I never thought the law of magnetism could become so annoying.

Girl moms don’t have this problem, do they? I mean, you never see anyone driving along with Barbie unbeknowingly strapped to the rear bumper.

Oh, well. I’ll look on the bright side: It builds character, right? Or does it put hair on the chest? I’m not exactly sure which proverb fits here.

I’d prefer if it weren’t the latter, though.

I’ve got enough issues without having to worry about shaving the cleavage…

Like being stalked by creepy alien monster sphere transforming toy thingies.

3 thoughts on “I’m Pretty Sure I’m Being Followed”

  1. No, girl moms don’t have that- though I’m sure something is going to happen one day that will make me think of your magnetic guys (because I can’t remember what they are called and I’m not going to scroll up to figure it out.)

    It’s like a crazed game of hide and seek.
    .-= Jody´s last blog ..Get Artsy at Kaleidoscope in Kansas City =-.

  2. You’re correct; I have no stowaway Barbies in (or on) my vehicles. But I do have a runaway Bakugan on top of my fridge. Are you freaked out yet? Now they are also haunting ME. Just for being the innocent bystander aunt! I didn’t know it was there because I can’t see up there very well. But one day I stood on my tiptoes to look for something else and—hello!—there it was staring at me, wings (???) outstretched. I should probably take it over to your #2 sometime to give it back. Or, if I wait long enough it will probably magically find its way to your car. It asked me for directions…

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