Actually, we'd never seen this item until Friday morning. But once we did, it's one of the only things Bailey could think about. And it kept her mind off the clearance aisle birthday presents I had for her in the cart. She had her eye on only one thing, and this was it. This was her supreme reason for being. Hey, mine is chocolate, and well, Bailey; and this was obviously hers. Hey, we all live for something, right?
She spent quite a bit of Friday asking when we could put this watchful eye to use. And she lasted until Saturday morn.
So, what do you do with an eyeball?
You put it in a bowl of course.
And then you wait for a few hours. And when nothing happens, the Genius Mother walks in the room and realizes that the Daddy didn't fully read the directions and that perhaps the eyeball should have had its skin peeled off. (Because in this case, the eyeball has skin.)
Once the directions are properly followed, this is what immediately happens:
Lots and lots of crazy bubbles.
Within seconds, things were a lot more interesting than the several hours prior.
As for what was inside, well, we had places to go. Hey but don't worry about it. We've kept an eye on it ever since.
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