The combination of my love of horror movies and the fact we live in the boonies, makes for some interesting conversations around here.Depending on the age of the child dictates which movies they get to see, off course. Small is obsessed with zombies, and Scooby Doo does them rather well. The snake incident the other day just confirmed everything that Small knew. We have had the zombie argument before, but he will not hear of it, they are real, and do not scare him in the least.
Small limps around the house, and in a falsetto voice (that is unnerving coming from a 5 years old's mouth) repeats, I will eat your heart. It is his favorite saying.
After the goat massacre is when we first got the clue that he was in love with zombies.
"dad" Small approached husband as we were digging the hole for the dead goats. "We have to cut their heads off."
"So they don't become zombies."
What ensued after that was a long talk about zombies, and that they didn't exist. Just something that he and mommy would watch on cartoon shows. But he was dead set on it, those goats had to be prevented from becoming zombies.
"Do they scare you at night" I was getting rather concerned about it. But Small shook his head.
"I just don't want them bothering Good Neighbor. He said he was scared of them." Turns out Small could care less about zombies, at least in the scary nightmare sense. He is just as fearless as ever.
He told me yesterday, about the snake. "I told you so."