Monday, December 31, 2012
For Crying Out Loud - Let The Grinch Go Already!
So, it's no surprise that a couple of weeks ago Colt caught his first glimpse of The Grinch. We were with some friends on a train ride and he was positioned innocently enough near the entrance to the parking area. He was but a mere blip on the screen of the fun filled day. He, however, consumed the day. And has been the topic of a LOT of conversations since then. Just. Let. It. Go. Already.
As much as we tried to comfort him, he just wouldn't let it go. That Grinch was dressed like Santa. But scarier. And hairier. And way, way worse. So, after a 30 minute car ride home Colt proudly declared, "I want Santa to bring me a Grinch!" Seriously? A Grinch? You just spend an hour scared to death of this thing, clinging to my leg, begging to get off the train and now you want a Grinch for Christmas? Seriously?
...and then, as Paul Harvey would say, he told "The Rest of The Story...." I'm sure I won't do it justice, but it went something like this:
"Yes, I want Santa to bring me a Grinch. I will put the Grinch in the road and cars will run him over. Then, I will throw him in the blackberries and he will get scratches. Then I will take him to the woods and run him over with the four-wheeler and a tree will fall on him. Yes. That's it. I want Santa to bring me a Grinch for Christmas."
I had no idea he's spent the entire car ride home refining the exactness with which he'd torture the poor thing. You should have seen the look in his eyes when I told him The Grinch was a Dr. Seuss book. And that we had the book - in his bedroom!!