Some family came to visit recently, and brought a gift for our baby girl. It's a plush monkey with crinkly parts, a mirror, and a nose that plays music when you press it. It's a great toy, and our baby seems to love it.
However, every time I look at it, I can't help but think it looks like a scorpion. The fact that there's a big smiley face on its back (and that one of its claws is a banana) just seems to make it creepier.
Oh well. Scorpio-phobia is just one of many traumas that come from living in Texas for too long. And it really is a great toy.