Must Have Monday

Okay, so I promised my good friend Beth over at Me As A Mommy two weeks ago that I’d participate in her weekly joint-effort feature, Must Have Monday.


Then I forgot, because it was Memorial Day.

Then I forgot again. Because I fail. I was sitting at my desk today, and the fact that I double promised her that I’d participate today smacked me in the face like an angry pimp. I was actually sitting at my desk and I said out loud,
“EFFBALLS.”
Which warranted an odd look from my coworker.

But I digress.

I’m finally making good on my promise, albeit a little late.

Must-Have Monday

So one of the items that got me through the week was what my husband Josh and I call “Chickenduck”.

Because we honestly can’t figure out if it’s an effing chicken, or a duck. Maybe it’s the pink, illegitimate lovechild of a chicken and a duck. Who knows.

This is Chickenduck:


Chickenduck is a Baby Einsten toy. More specifically, it’s a Baby Einstein Press & Play Pal. Each one of the spots on it’s feet and.. er.. wings plays a different musical element. The horn plays a horn piece, the violin plays a string piece, and I bet if you try really hard you can figure out what the drum plays.

When you press the belly, it plays all four pieces together in a delightful musical piece that, for some reason, makes my daughter go batshit crazy. She frigging loves this thing. My mother in law bought it for her and Josh and I ended up kidnapping Chickenduck for our own.

Er. I mean, we totally and legitimately obtained him.

Anyway, Nellie gets so excited she literally tenses up, flaps her arms, opens her mouth, wrinkles her nose and breaths in and out quickly making a panting sound. And everyone within a 1 mile radius explodes from cute.

So Chickenduck helped us entertain her at Chili’s, helped us keep her amused during diaper changes, and was just generally a joy to have around.

I think that my mother in law got Chickenduck at Target, and if you scroll back up to the Baby Einstein link, it should take you to the page where you can purchase your very own Chickenduck if you so choose. Or, if you prefer, you can purchase a Frog with Pancake on Head.

What the hell is wrong with childrens’ toys nowadays? They’re so effing bizarre.