This is Abby’s “Creeper”. Her Princess Creeper, to be accurate. Santa brought her this little gem, and it is far and above her favorite thing in the whole entire universe. As I type, she is parked right next to me, on my desk, and shouting “MY CREEPER! MY PINK PRINCESS CREEEEEEEEEEPER! as she looks the photo I’ve pulled up on my screen. Right now. I’ve tried to say “com. pew. ter” and the best she can manage is “com. creeper”. So now we all call it The Creeper.
She sleeps with it.
It talks like Cinderella, and the most annoying thing is Cinderella constantly saying things like “Lovely letters!” or “Use your magic wand!” or “OH it’s beautiful!”- all in the best Amy Adams voice, straight out of Enchanted.
What IS IT with the Princess thing?? I am powerless in the face of all that pink and sparkles. It’s creepy.