In Which Jakob Invents a New Game and Jennifer Falls Into the Depths of Despair June 17, 2009

This is Jakob:

He is cute, but very naughty.

This is a giant beanbag chair:

It’s ugly, it’s stinky, it takes up way too much room.  And so does the beanbag chair.  (Poor Bella.)

This is what the downstairs beanbag currently looks like:

And you thought it couldn’t get any uglier.  Notice how you can see all of the icky foam bits through the transparent inner lining.  The zipper on the beanbag cover has been irreparably damaged.  Todd has been begging me to find a way to fix the cover.  He loves the ugly beanbag chair.  I have been refusing to have anything to do with it.  I hate the beanbag chair.  I want it to go live on a farm somewhere.

This is Todd’s super special computer mouse:

Notice how it comes with a shiny red roller ball.

This is what happens when Jakob unzips the beanbag chair, takes the ball out of the computer mouse, throws the ball into the foam filled beanbag chair, and then puts on goggles and goes swimming in the foam to find the ball:

And is this why I reached the depths of despair?  No, my friends, it is not.

I reached the depths of despair because when Todd came home from work, instead of wisely conceding that perhaps it was indeed time for the beanbag chair to meet its end, he spent THREE HOURS picking up every little shred of foam and refilling the stupid thing.

It’s still in my family room.  Mocking me.  Every time I walk past it, it whispers, “Daddy loves me more than he loves you.”

Sigh…