We’ve entered the Barbie Phase and you know what that means. Amongst the usual flotsam and jetsam that litters our floor on a constant basis there are now tiny shoes. Pointy little land mines, you might call them. They never fall on the floor with the heel pointing down, that’s a fact of physics. They always point up, silently waiting for their next victim, usually an unwitting soul staggering through the dark house frantically searching for a diaper at 3 a.m.
And the Barbie Phase is just the tip of the iceberg. We’re in a Doll Phase, in general, so crime is not limited to the intentional booby trapping of the living room. Oh, no. Our house pretty much looks like a preschool version of Law and Order SVU at all times. All that’s missing is that “Dun, dun!” sound effect.
Consider the following evidence…
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But don’t worry. We’ve got our best detective on the case.