Scary Noises
Date of occurrence:
March 2, 2015.
After having done his homework, our little man has some time to kill before it is time to get ready for the cub scouts. I am in the process of fixing supper and Opa is otherwise engaged, so he decides to watch some TV.
A few minutes pass when he suddenly asks if I want to come and watch with him. I tell him I can't since I am in the middle of preparing our meal, but I do like to know what he is watching. He chose to watch some of the R.L. Stine recordings of the Haunting Hour.
I ask him if it is scary, which he denies. He does pose the question if I am sure I don't want to come and join him. I should have seen the writing on the wall, but since I wasn't wearing my glasses I overlooked it.
The evening marches on and by the time I go to bed, Kc should have been sound asleep. As I am about to shut the door I hear: "Oma?"
I check on him and find him sitting up in bed. He is holding one of his stuffed animals which has a build-in flashlight and is shining the light all around his room.
Me: "What's up, little man?"
Kc: "Every time I try to go to sleep something wakes me up."
Me: "What is it that keeps waking you up? Is it a noise, or something else?"
Kc: "A noise".
Upon my question what kind of noise, he makes a low, growling sound. Then it dawns on me and I can't help but smile. He is scared. The 'Haunting Hour' got to him.
I assure him everything is okay, tuck him in and tell him I will leave his door wide open. He is happy with that and turns off his stuffed animal's light.
Note to self: no more scary stuff in the evening for this little man.
It comes back to haunt him!
March 2, 2015.
After having done his homework, our little man has some time to kill before it is time to get ready for the cub scouts. I am in the process of fixing supper and Opa is otherwise engaged, so he decides to watch some TV.
A few minutes pass when he suddenly asks if I want to come and watch with him. I tell him I can't since I am in the middle of preparing our meal, but I do like to know what he is watching. He chose to watch some of the R.L. Stine recordings of the Haunting Hour.
I ask him if it is scary, which he denies. He does pose the question if I am sure I don't want to come and join him. I should have seen the writing on the wall, but since I wasn't wearing my glasses I overlooked it.
The evening marches on and by the time I go to bed, Kc should have been sound asleep. As I am about to shut the door I hear: "Oma?"
I check on him and find him sitting up in bed. He is holding one of his stuffed animals which has a build-in flashlight and is shining the light all around his room.
Me: "What's up, little man?"
Kc: "Every time I try to go to sleep something wakes me up."
Me: "What is it that keeps waking you up? Is it a noise, or something else?"
Kc: "A noise".
Upon my question what kind of noise, he makes a low, growling sound. Then it dawns on me and I can't help but smile. He is scared. The 'Haunting Hour' got to him.
I assure him everything is okay, tuck him in and tell him I will leave his door wide open. He is happy with that and turns off his stuffed animal's light.
Note to self: no more scary stuff in the evening for this little man.
It comes back to haunt him!
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