In all reality, I should not have been so mad at Erik for showing Luke the James Bond movie because I love tormenting our children. Take note. I love tormenting our children, but I do not love other people tormenting our children. It's a double standard, for sure, but oh well.
Caitlin and Zachary Looking Especially Freaky
Yesterday we put on Spiderman masks and started acting like nothing out of the ordinary was happening. Luke came out of the bathroom to find us this way and started screaming. He pointed at us, "Take off the mask, NOW!! Put it in your bedroom!!! Take it off NOW!!!!" Although it isn't very motherly of me, I did really enjoy his little outburst.
Charlie is still a little too young for the mask freak-out, so we stick with other mean things.
Erik acting like he's going to give Charlie a spoon full of ice cream.
Erik putting the ice cream in his mouth instead. Ha ha. Jokes on you, Charlie.
I think freaking our children out must run in our family. Growing up, my mother would tell me bedtime stories about Patty Hearst and the Jonestown Massacre. I am not making this up. That picture of a brainwashed Patty Hearst robbing the Hibernia Bank freaks me out to this day. Thanks for the memories, Mom.
Maybe I will continue the tradition by telling bedtime stories about O.J. and Elizabeth Smart. I will probably wait till Luke is at least 5 years old though for that.