12/12/1992

Christmas shopping day today! Me and Bugs dropped the kids of at Wile.E's - with strict instructions to NOT act up - and left them to it.

"What kinda expense are we talkin'?" Bugs asked, as we drove to ACME Mall.

I was unsure what he was talking about and asked him to clarify.

"Ya know, how much money are we plannin' on spendin' for the kids? What type of stuff do they need?"

I considered a moment, then said, brightly. "We could get Buster and Babs shoes?"

Me and Bugs have had this conversation before. It keeps coming up because one of the many, many things I worry about is that the rabbits will get something stuck in there feet. Like glass or something. Despite this being Toontown we do actually have loads of stuff that can injure you and Busters and Babs's feet [being rabbits feet] are really soft.

"Dey don't need shoes." Bugs told me. "Dey're rabbits, dey've got two lucky rabbit feat that'll stop 'em coming to any harm. Like mine, look-" And he stuck his feet up on the wheel and steered with them while he said, proudly. "Never go anywhere without 'em."

I couldn't help laughing and Bugs gave a grin before removing his feet from the wheel. "Okay, no shoes. What do they want?"

"Eh..." Bugs pulled out three lists out of hammerspace and then unrolled them so they hit th floor. "...It may be easier to say what dey didn't want."

Yeah, the lists were ridiculous. A TV! They're 6, the hell do they need TV's for? Also, we have one in the living room that's perfectly adequate for them to enjoy. No, we'll stick with sensible stuff for now.

Toontown Mall is the busiest place of earth though. Especially now, with toons of all shapes and sizes trying to either buy or barter for gifts. I saw an elephant trying to get through the door of a shop earlier on.

Anyway, obviously me and Bugs - being quite rich [no point lying, it's very well publicised] are in no position to barter [well, we could try but it would look very bad] so out the wallet came. And then - just to prove me and Bugs can't go ANYWHERE without SOMETHING happening, a thief - one of the background human characters from some show I didn't recognise - ran past and stole my wallet.

Bugs - being faster than me - instantly ran after them and - after a few twists and turns and accidently walking in on an elephant getting changed - managed to heroically throw himself at the thief and retrieve my wallet. By the point he'd done this though, I was already back in the car waiting to go because contrary to what the cartoons might have you think time doesn't freeze when these little 'chases' are going on and our time was almost up.

"Ya coulda waited." Bugs complained as he got in the car and chucked my wallet at me.

I hugged him and called him a hero, which soon got me back on his good side. And then we went to Bosko's, which was nice. Just...you forget how nice it is to have actual proper adult conversations, don't you? To not have to break up fights constantly, or remind the kids to use there knives and forks instead of their fingers. I said this to Bugs and he laughed.

"Dey're not dat bad, Fuddsey."

Which is fine for Bugs to say, but he's not the one who looks after them all the time. I am essentially the kids's primary carer. He DOES look after them, of course, and is very involved, but he doesn't know what it LIKE to look after three kids for the majority of the day on your own. Hard. Very, very hard.

Anyway, way to leave the diary [sorry 'emotion-modulation book'] on a down note. Maybe next entry will be better.