A few weekends ago, the Howler and Missy discovered an evil so perverse, I have to blog about it: a 550 piece Christmas puzzle.
It was a gift from my sister, several years ago. We had managed, until recently, to NOT have it opened. With good reason. Do you know how evil a 550 piece puzzle is? And do you know the chances of keeping all 550 pieces of that puzzle findable in Mumpleland are slim and none?
Well, Missy & the Howler found it. They opened it. On the kitchen table, 45 minutes before suppertime.
Kill me. Kill me now.
They kept asking, "where did this puzzle come from?" and while my answer, "from Hell" probably wasn't appropriate for real-life, it is, somehow, very appropriate in Mumpleland.
The rest of the puzzle based conversation went like this:
M&H: Who gave you this puzzle?
me: My sister.
M&H: Why did she give it to you?
me: Because she hates me.
On Day #1 of Puzzle Hell, the Toad disagreed that my sister hates me.
Then he tried to help put it together.
He announced, "She does hate us."
It took 3 days, two adults, one Toad, and two little sqwacking beasts to put the thing together. And it will NEVER EVER need to be put together again.
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