Allison and one of her little friends are playing dress up right now. They both have on Halloween costumes, a witch and a dragon and are creeping around the house. I can hear every word as they walk all hunch backed near the kitchen,
Allison: we are going to make dinner, but first we have to hunt it, then kill it, really kill it dead, we are going to have basset hound tonight, oh yes yummy basset hound, just look at her sweet eyes, she has no idea we are about to cook her. Yummy basset hound.
Her little friend is just saying, yeah, yeah, that sounds good, yeah.
Just now I over heard Allison tell her friend “NO not my horse, I could never hurt a horse, I love them too much”
And that’s where I step in,
Me: Now wait a minute, just so I understand, you will pretend to kill and eat our family dog but not your stuffed horse?
Allison: Mooooom, you don’t get it!
Me: yeah, I get it, you twisted little kids need to get your butts out side to play before I put you both to work or to bed nice and early.
