What is the scariest thing in the whole entire world? If you answered, “That photo of Shel Silverstein on the back cover of A Light in the Attic“, you would be correct.
See? Super scary:
|Please, Mr. Silverstein. Don’t murder me in my sleep.|
WCK and I were reading poems last night when she had the brilliant idea to put Shel Silverstein on Jay’s pillow to scare him. So we did.
|“Good evening, Jay. BWAHAHAHA!!!”|
Jay is pretty used to things like this happening around our house, so he didn’t even question why Shel Silverstein was on his pillow. Later that night, I went to bed a little bit after Jay did. I lay down in the dark and landed on something hard … Mother of God! I’d landed on Shel Silverstein! Of course, this meant I had to go wrap Shel Silverstein around Jay’s electric toothbrush.
The next morning, WCK walked up to me in the kitchen and said, ever-so-innocently, “Mommy, I’m so hungry. Can you cook me something … in the microwave?”
|“Oh, you will be eaten by a boa constrictor. A boa constrictor. A boa constrictor.”|
The horror! Shel Silverstein was waiting for me in the microwave. Is nothing sacred?
Throughout the day, Shel Silverstein ended up in the garage, in the bathroom, in the hallway outside WCK’s bedroom, and on Jay’s computer desk. At dinner, Shel Silverstein just happened to turn up on Jay’s plate right after WCK set the table. This time, Shel was delivering an ominous message:
|“HI, Jay. BOO!”|
It gets scarier and scarier to live in this house every day.