This morning, Josh and I were hanging out together on the front porch waiting for his bus. The houses on our block have taken Halloween very seriously and they are all hideously and totally decorated in spiders, ghosts, spare limbs and gravestones. But there is one house across the street that has (tastefully, might I add) decorated their home with a full-sized skeleton dressed in a black hooded cape hanging from the eaves by their front door. Seriously?? And this morning, Josh noticed.
Josh: "Hey, mom."
Me: "What, Josh."
Josh: "See that guy?"
Me: "Yeah, he's a little scary, isn't he?"
Josh: "Yep. Is he dead?"
Me: "Yes, Josh, the pretend guy is pretend dead. But he is not real, just a decoration for Halloween."
Josh: "Oh. (Long pause) Did daddy shoot him?"
With an antelope mount and two dead bears in our basement, I can see how a boy could get confused.