Creepiness

I've been struggling with something lately. And, I know it's not really normal for my to share my struggles on my blog, but I thought maybe, just maybe, there could be other mothers out there struggling with the same thing, and my reaching out and sharing my own vulnerabilities, I might be able to find comfort for my issues. My issue is the stuffed animals in this home of mine, and the fact that I am quite sure they are actually alive, and their blank eyed stares are unnerving acts to convince me that they ARE NOT alive, which has succeeded in doing quite the opposite--making them look quite alive, and pretending to be UN-ALIVE. ***Shudders*** Not to mention the fact that I find them frozen in acts of normalcy around here, which is just unnerving combined with the blank-eyed stares.



It started when I was a young child, with this bear. This was a gift for me when I was maybe 3 years old from my aunt. His name is Present, because he was a present. And I loved him, so it warms my heart to see my children playing with him now. So, this one doesn't bother me too much, but I can't help but wonder if my imagination as a child, where I caused Present to do any number of human things, has infiltrated my mind now, and causes me to assume human thought and emotion in these inanimate objects from here on out. That, combined with that unspeakably creepy book, The Velveteen Rabbit, could have caused this horrible phobia of mine. It is my opinion that every copy ever made of The Velveteen Rabbit should be burned. I will not have that book in my house, because it really does give me nightmares. These two, blank eyed wonders... Russia and Doggy. Doggy was a gift for the girls from The Cowboy and Auntie A. They are inseperable. I have managed to create quite the hot and heavy romance between them, due to the numerous kinky positions I find them in this house. It's really creepy. Especially combined with the blank-eyed stare. Doggy used to give me quite the start on his own, due to the fact that he is quite real looking.

This dog is sweet, because he was a gift to Keira from one of the nurses at the hospital, right before she went into surgery for her birthmark. So, my heart strings are tugged every time I see him. I also find him quite often staring at Russia and Doggy all wrapped around each other with either a blank look of horror on his face, or in a position like the one below, which really is funny. See no evil? I tell you, the minute I leave the room, they start moving around and talking.

This frog is truly the creepiest thing I've ever seen. And why is he sitting on my cast iron?! CREEPY! His blank eyed stare is truly NOT RIGHT. I'm pretty sure he's going to kill us all in our sleep one night, while rocking out to the music on his iPod. When Froggy first came into our home, Frank used to have him bob his head, and say, "Listening to my iPod" in a sort of chant, which Kiki and Debris LOVED, and I stayed as far away from as possible. Now Froggy does nothing but stare blankly into the distance, and I'm pretty sure his brain is rotton from all the iPod listening, and if we ever get brutally stabbed in our sleep, Froggy did it, I tell you what.

This is not natural. This is not right. Can't you see the dog thinking, if I turn my head just right, I can eat the goose in just one bite!

The girls love these Fox-In-Socks. They really do have blank eyed stares tho, and they really creep me out. Especially when I walk into my kitchen in the morning, and they are stitting there, waiting for breakfast. Creepy. But, the girls love them. You see my dilemna.

And, this bear is truly creepy to me, with his close together eyes that never close, and his yep, you guessed it--blank stare.

And, most of all, the fact that I find him sleeping on the bench at the foot of my bed, every day. They like to line up, staring in at the goings on with blank eyed stares... you know the minute we leave the room, they all jump down and start smacking each other around. Creepy.

Occasionally, I can get around this weird phobia of mine. But, sometimes, when my kids are playing with their stuffed animals more than usual, and the stuffed animals are doing weird things, they really start to get into my head. As long as I never look into their eyes I'm ok.

Don't ever look into their eyes...........