This picture is of how we found him after pulling him out of bed Easter morning. He refused to get up-- even knowing the Easter Bunny had come-- and wanted, 'five more minutes!'.
Even the attack chicken couldn't get him up until he was ready.
If you've not heard the story of the attack chicken here is the short version of it. That doll hubby is holding is the Philadelphia Chicken from this very cute musical song book.
He got it for Christmas two years ago, and somewhere along the line it became the doll that protects him from the monsters under his bed (what with having the bottom bunk they are very near by and all). It can be snugly and cute but at a moments notices starts to 'bock' and 'swing, slide and roll' all over you. Needless to say, it's very effective at beating up monsters and while we do hear an occasional out burst of clucking and squawking in the middle of the night, we've not seen a monster since he came to live with us.
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CUTE!
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