Decorating for Halloween is always a bit of double-edged sword around here. The kids are always SO excited but as soon as I open the box they decide that half of the decorations are too scary. Way too scary. Talking Skeleton? Too scary. Fake spiders? Too scary. So, needless to say, we have a whole lot of not scary jack-o-lanterns around our house. The big kids think it's great. Emmett, well, he seems to be a bit more sensitive. You'll have to bear with me here because this is about to get confusing.
Let's go back to summer. We were able to visit Brett's parents quite a bit over the summer and they live right on the water. Salt water. When the tide is out the kids love to look for treasure on the beach. Treasure as in starfish, clams, eels, and tiny crabs. These tiny crabs are pretty harmless but if you are Emmett, you pick them up entirely wrong and they pinch you...and don't let go. It would go a little like this. Emmett would turn over a rock, dozens of crabs run for their lives, Emmett finds the biggest of the little crabs, picks it up, BOOM the crab latches on to Emmett's hand. Owie. Emmett would say owie in a very low, husky voice. No panic. Just low, husky, monotone, owie. And, repeat. All day. So. Many. Owies.
What on earth do crabs have to do with Halloween? Well, apparently anything "scary" is now an owie. The same low, husky, monotone, owie. Spiders = owie. Witches = owie. Bats = owie. Yes, even jack-o-lanterns = owie. As you can imagine, Emmett is primarily saying owie these days.
Poor sensitive, gigantic Emmett.
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