Mr. Wizard

Some time last year, a lady on Grand ave asked me after I parked if I had any kids and did I want a doll for them.  I said sure and then she handed over this very strange, freaky wooden wizard doll.  It's just sort of been hanging around ever since. Either on our front porch or backyard.  Every so often like today the kids play with it.  It's a little odd.  Today Miranda said that Mr. Wizard hit her and that proves he wasn't a toy...that he was real.  Miranda's a little odd too.