Salem has it stuck in her head that Chantell is receiving a Roomba for Christmas. Sadly, as much as Salem wants to get (ahem, give) a Roomba, it's not happening this year despite her best laid plans:
Mommy, I'm gonna get you Roomba. Wrap it. Put it under the twee. And not tell you what it is. And on Christmas morning, you gonna open it and be SO EXCITED!!!
In the course of the nightly Roomba scheming, I explained that if Mommy had a Roomba, it might inadvertently suck up toys Salem had left out:
And the Roomba, would go around the room and when it found Polly Pocket pieces... it would EAT THEM.... Sluurrrpppp. Slurrrrppp. Yummmmmmmmm!
I meant it to be funny. Like funny HA HA... but it was taken as funny SOB SOB.
Yeah, I'm getting nutthin' for Christmas.