Yesterday afternoon, Daht calls me at work. The very disturbing conversation follows.
Daht: So. I was thinking about Halloween.
Me: What about Halloween?
Daht: Well, we could be the Warriors again. Or we could all be serial killers.
Me: I could be Lizzie Borden although I guess she wasn't a serial killer. She's recognizable though.
Daht: I could be the Nightstalker. And your brother could be someone else.
Me: He could be Charles Manson.
Daht: And we could dress Animalia up in a clown costume and paint glasses on her face. She could be John Wayne Gacy!
Me, laughing: We'll have to talk about this when we get home.
So. What say you? Is that the absolutely most scarring thing that would ruin her forever? Or are we hilarious?
Disclaimer/plea: We are mostly excellent parents. Please don't take our baby away. We DO love her very much and would never do anything to truly harm her.
Friday, August 7, 2009
Let the Halloween planning begin.
Labels:
animalia,
bad parenting,
fathering,
holiday,
we're not right
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