Howdy

My mom found my old Howdy Doody doll and sent it home with me a few weeks ago. For some reason, Scott was a bit nervous around old Howdy. Perhaps it was that big smile. Or perhaps it was those mischievous eyes. I picked up on Scott's sensitivity and did what every good mom would do. I made Howdy "talk" to Scott and then chased him around the basement with the big mouthed doll. We did this for several days in a row. Scott actually liked it...kind of like people like big roller coasters. He would scream (with 90% delight and 10% fear) as he ran from the talking Howdy Doody. I asked him to sit down close to Howdy for a picture. Scott didn't want to take his eyes off of him though. That was a little too close for comfort. If he ends up needing counseling someday, we will see why. :)

Natalie had no reservations however, and she quickly tried to disrobe Howdy.


He is a little freaky...isn't he? Or maybe a lot freaky. This is the reason that I returned him back to my parents house. They were thrilled. :)