The Really, Really, Really, REALLY BIG Scary Lizard

Halloween time is a big deal around our house.  A really big deal.  We start talking about costumes in July.  We watch The Great Pumpkin and Ichabod Crane daily. 

Daddy is pretty good at telling stories.  In the spirit of Halloween, Daddy told a whopper over the weekend that the boys are still trembling over.  And it goes a little somethin' like this...


Once upon a time, there was a really, really, really, big, big, BIG, scary lizard!
(gripping, I know.  Every time Daddy repeated the word "big", Luke's eyes widened.)

He was walking down the street.
(thump, thump, thump, of Daddy's fist pounding the underside of the table.)

He turned right.

He stopped at the gate.
(gasp again!)

He punched in the numbers...  1...

(double gasp!)

(oh, no!  Can it be?)

(gasp of horror, yet again!  How does that lizard know our gate code??!!  FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS GOOD IN THE WORLD, WHO WOULD TELL A GIANT LIZARD OUR GATE CODE??!!)

And that did it.  The fact that big, big, big, scary lizard knew the gate code to our neighborhood was all it took.  Freak-y.  There will be no more spooky stories in the Evans House.  Oh, no thank you.

If you see my boys around town...  do NOT mention lizards with a talent for remembering four digit numbers.  it is toooo much.  They may never be the same.

Lizard Lady


Autumn said...

Haha! That's precious! Loive you guys, miss you bunches!

At least they aren't here to listen to Uncle Burl stories!

Anonymous said...

I am laughing so hard that I'm crying! Little boys are so wonderful!
- Kassia

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