Les Bonnes Choses

I know it's unethical, because he cannot give informed consent, but as my son, Pokey's life to date is a bit of an experiment. Though he is quite articulate for a 2-year-old, his language development has taken a bit of an odd turn by virtue of the fact that we often choose to use a bizarre selection of words around our house, and indeed also at his nana and papa's house. Of course, I tend to associate with like-minded people who have similarly thrown off the shackles of normalcy. One of my good friends, John, was good enough to give Jude a plush toy for Christmas a few weeks back. It's a plush Cthulhu. If you're not familiar with Cthulhu, here's what this demon devourer of souls looks like, according to the mythology:

Plush vacation Cthulhu looks a little different though. And has become Jude's favourite movie-watching buddy. It is customary for Cthulhu to dance to the opening Sheryl Crow song, Real Gone when watching the Disney/Pixar Cars movie.
All in all, Cthulhu has been a good childhood friend while on his vacation from devouring souls, though he is a bit of a shark at playing cards and dices.