She likes the puzzle, but we may have to take it away. I think it’s possessed.
Camille has recently begun playing with this wooden puzzle. When you put an animal piece in its proper cut-out, the puzzle makes the corresponding animal sound. There is a horse, a dog, a cat, a fish, a mouse, etc. There is also a bullfrog.
Sunday night, long after Camille had gone to bed, I was shutting down the house for the night. She’d been playing with the puzzle in the living room, and it was still there on the floor. I turned off the lamp behind the sofa. The room grew dark.
“Ribbit. Ribbit.”
I turned the lamp back on. Lee was already in bed too. I was alone downstairs. I turned the lamp off again.
“Ribbit. Ribbit.”
Strange. I went upstairs, and at the landing, I switched off the last glowing hallway light. From the second floor, I heard:
“Ribbit. Ribbit.”
echoing from the living room. I dragged Lee out of bed, sure the phenomenon wouldn’t repeat with an audience. But sure enough, I turned the light back on, and when I turned it off again,
“Ribbit. Ribbit.”
What the heck? What kind of electromagnetic radioactive toy is this? She still enjoys playing with it, but I don’t trust that frog. Not one bit.