Our toddler has gone all Carol Ann and told me there's someone
coming, they're in the garage, and I have to "open the doooor and see
who it iiiiiissss." I'm creeped out and insist that Hubs go check the
garage for intruders. He arrives downstairs with a souvenir-sized
Louisville Slugger in hand.
Hubs: I'm not sure what this is going to do against a demon. But it's all I have.
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