I know what you're probably thinking, those two cuties, scary? Haha. Then you'll think, oh yeah, I cant wait for her to say something funny about its scary how cute/smart/funny they are.
Nope.
The scare the SHIT out of me. Not just a little creepy, but a full blown change MY diaper, I crapped my pants scared.
First let me explain that I believe in ghosts, and I believe that some people are more open to communicating, seeing or experiencing these occurrences. You don't need to believe too to understand how my kids scare the crap out of me, just remember that I believe it's possible.
Dookie has, since she was about 20 months, been playing imaginatively (or at least I hope it's just her imagination.) She plays with a girl named Hume. She's described her on several occasions as a girl with short brown curly hair. Dookie will look off in a different part of a room, speak to Hume, pause for response, and continue conversation. She'll pick up a toy phone and speak to Hume for a solid 30 minutes. The conversation never lulls and has an organic flow. How could she be making this up? What small child has this incredible attention span to hold a conversation with an imaginary friend? Sometimes she'll be talking to me, and look past me and say Hi to Hume. There's no way I'm turning around, I don't want to know
Baby Sis scares the shit out of me too.
I'm only laughing out of fear. It totally creeps me out. She'll be talking in her sweet baby voice, and switch over to this scary voice, then back to sweet. She does it really frequently. There's nothing like hearing "I love you" growled from your tiny baby. Hearing it
Baby Sis does the creepo routine so frequently, when we were watching Ghostbusters, and saw this scene,
Instead of being terrified like any right minded 3 year old, Dookie says: "Oh, that's like my Baby Sis!" Yes, your beautiful baby sister is Zool. Great. Just.freaking.awesome.
Have you ever seen the movie, The Ring? I really resent the fact that my friends made me watch it with them in college. I'll never get the image of Samara climbing out of the well out of my mind. I'll post the link to the clip so you can know what I'm talking about if you haven't seen it. (Of course, I can't confirm that it is actually the right clip, because I can't/wont bring myself to clicking play on it to verify or even posting it directly here in case by accident it began to play.) The Ring Clip
For a while, when learning to crawl, Baby Sis would do this funky crawl when her leg would come out to the side and front and totally reminded me of this movie. She would crawl really fast in this freaky way.
In fact, Baby Sis takes the cake for scaring 10 years off my life. I have never been more scared than I was a few months ago. Daddy took Dookie up to bed, and I nursed Baby Sis to sleep on a blanket on the living room floor. She was sound asleep, and I was watching TV, and doing some work in the kitchen. It was late, and quiet, the lights were low. Usually if Baby Sis does wake up, she'll sit up and fuss or cry, and I can go back to tend to her. I can see her sound asleep, and I am doing my work. A few minutes go by, and I look up because I catch something out of the corner of my eye coming out of the living room. Picture this little baby, coming in her creepy crawl and full speed, growling like Zool saying "Momma!!!!!" My heart sank into my stomach, I couldn't get away fast enough. Thankfully her Daddy was able to get her and put her back to sleep because I was ready to vomit. Stop laughing. This was a very traumatic experience for me, and I fully intend on torturing Baby Sis with it at her wedding one day.
If my kids are anything like my Pop and my Granny (they already have the same sense of humor), they're going to catch onto how easy it is to scare me and use it to their full advantage. I'm in a world of trouble.
*Disclaimer- This blog gives no permission for my Husband, Pop, or Brothers or Granny to use my kids against me!!!!!!**
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