Better than Build-a-Bear

I didn't think I would have anything to blog about today because taking care of a newborn is a very mundane job.  That is until my father-in-law stopped by to drop of my lunch and gifts for Owen.  Owen IS a very lucky child...he is still receiving gifts and red pockets from his grand pa's customers.  This 6 week old boy has received enough red pockets $$ to buy mommy a couple of fancy purses.....which hubby would kill me if I touched his funds.  The gifts are usually misses, including or so I thought, this singing Dracula bear that came with today's batch of gifts.

I was about to put it along with his pile of "to donate"....because some gifts just don't make sense.  Why would my son need a sweater for an 18-month-old?!  Esp. by then it will be Summer!!  So as I was about to bring this bear to his doom, Owen starts crying.  This baby does not just cry, he cries blood curdling screams.  My grand ma said tiger babies born during the day are fierce.  Well, she is right about that cos he is a feisty one. This bear sings the cheesiest song, "Monster Mash", which cracks me up and works like a charm in quelling him.  The first time I played it for him, I think it stunned him into silence while giving me the look of "wtf?!"  LOL.