Slappy- Wake Up, Slap

I squinted hard at the paper and slowly read the words out loud:
“Karru marri odonna loma molonu karrano.”
I wonder what that means? I thought.
And then I glanced down at Slappy’s face.
And saw his red lips twitch.
And saw one eye slowly close in a wink.
...

Dad frowned and picked up the dummy head in both hands. He raised it to examine it. “Well… maybe the eyelids are loose,” he said. “I’ll see if I can tighten them up. Maybe if I take a screwdriver I can—”
Dad didn’t finish his sentence.
Because the dummy swung his wooden hand up and hit Dad on the side of the head.
“Ow!” Dad cried, dropping the dummy back onto the counter. Dad grabbed his cheek. “Hey—stop it, Amy! That hurt!”

- Night of the Living Dummy II, chapters 5 and 6