Hubs and I are dying out laughing.
Clay loves musical cards. One of his grandmothers got him one for his birthday this year, and we kept the thing around as a toy for a while. He'd open it, dance to the music for a while, then close it. Drag it around with him. Chew on the corner a bit. Finally, it was so worn and tattered from his opening and closing it that it gave up the ghost. So since about late August, we haven't had a musical card kicking around for him to play with.
Now, I am the first one to say that the congressional race between Roger Wicker and Ronnie Musgrove has gone beyond dirty. And, for the most part, I am sick and tired of my mailbox being clogged full of campaign mail from BOTH of them. But today, there was a small bright spot.
Wicker's campaign sent us a card, and when you open it, it plays a sound clip of Musgrove sounding shifty on the Paul Gallo radio show. First of all, I can't believe Wicker's campaign did this. I wonder how much money that thing cost and how many folks it went out to. But secondly, and more importantly, is how much fun hubs and I have had letting booger play with it.
He opens it, closes it. Opens it, closes it. Scratches his head. Looks inside. Waves it around. And all the while, Musgrove and Gallo are just prattling away. Poor little guy can't quite figure it out!
I will probably have to throw it away in self-defense pretty soon, but in the meantime, it's a free toy! Welcome to the political process, little dude!