Preparing for Natural Disasters, Other Than Myself

This one is for Romy.

Hi. I am baby Bigfoot. One of my favorite pastimes is making a stinky diaper in my secret hurricane shelter (the television cabinet). The Mayor of Lazytown recently sent a document home that outlines safety precautions that all families should take in case of an Act of God. Mommy says that does not mean a rainbow or free lunch, but a really bad storm. So I gathered up all the things I might need to survive for a while in that predicament.

First thing is my favorite farm animal, Hell Hound. If I get cold, I can just grab a fist full of her fur and pull. Next thing is my stuffed duck. He will be in charge of this battery powered radio that I found in the basement. Then, I will gather up some Cheerios that I stored in my Lego wagon last week for this type of emergency. Of course, I'll need a few sippy cups too, and that crazy plastic horn that sucks snooglies out of my nose. I'll need a wooden spoon from the kitchen drawer to make S.O.S. sounds. I can't forget one of daddy's dirty black socks that he wears when he plays dress-up businessman, so rescue workers can smell my location. Also, I'll need big brother's remote control dinosaur to scare away squirrels if a tree comes through the den wall. Finally, I'll need something really dangerous to chew on, like a rock from the driveway, or pocket change, just to pass the time without electricity. Okay. I'm ready. Bye.

-BaBy BiGfOot