Drew Carey needs a bath

“Mommy, Drew Carey needs a bath.” Hannah told me. Aaron laughed hysterically in the background.

“We’re going out right now, but Drew Carey can have a bath with you when we get home.” I told her.

What the #$*%?

I know that’s what you’re thinking.

Don’t worry, we haven’t kidnapped a formerly tubby comedian.  It all started before Hannah and I went to the U.S. last March so Hannah could meet my parents for the very first time.  I’d read a blog that suggested going to the cheap shop and buying lots of little cheap toys for toddlers to play with on a long flight.  Wrap each one up and give her a new toy every hour or so to avoid painful ear-piercing screams from your child, and death stares from fellow passengers.

I went around to all the cheap shops plus Target and Kmart to find suitable in-flight toys.  I wanted a little doll, but most of them were either a) really creepy looking, b) expensive, or c) both.  But then I found a little girl (I think it’s a girl, it has a pink shirt) baby doll for 5 bucks. Yeah, she’s kinda creepy looking, but in a hilarious way.  She looks just like Drew Carey.  If Drew Carey suddenly became a tiny girl child.

“This doll looks just like Drew Carey!” I laughed to Aaron.  Hannah was right there, and she has a memory like an elephant (they have really good memories FYI). And that, people, is why Hannah bathes with Drew Carey.

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