And now we have another Godzilla lover in the house.
I released Godzilla from captivity during a spring cleaning frenzy. After finding him in a box in the basement, as a joke I put it on my husband's bedside table to remind him of his monster-ish youth. He was slightly amused at my joke; Davy was ecstatic about it.
"OOOOO that's Daddy's, he was little?"
"Yes Davy that was Daddy's when he was little."
"Can I play with the dinosaur?"
"Yes, but his name is Godzilla."
And that's when their friendship began. Slowly at first, (he kept biting her) but soon she whipped him into shape. His days of terrorizing lego villages and destroying buildings are long over. He has a new life now. A pretty more civilized life. His days are filled with...well I'll show you...
|Bubble Bath (in the hallway)|
|spit moisturizer is best|
|his first manicure. precious.|
He takes baths.
He's pet very awkwardly on his spikes.
He holds hands and gets dragged around.
He gets his nails done.
He drinks tea at the tiny table.
He still bites, but it's more of a love nibble that necessitates endless giggles.
He sits in the high chair and is fed with a spoon.
|"I love you Godzilla."|
He reluctantly rides in strollers.
He snuggles with a two year old.
He dances to Cinderella's So This is Love song...
|Hiding from Davy because she was being monster-ish|