Unholiday p.s.

This year the ten year old has been invited to trick or treat with a friend in town. I wonder if that will change things. He is merrily collecting items to transform himself into a mad scientist. What people in town will think, I don’t know. I am denying my urge to rush to Walmart and fix it before it breaks because there’s nothing wrong, and everything right with this boy combing our house and garage and work bench for props.  Currently, my mad little scientist would only be happier if he was going as a piece of poop or a fart.

1 Comment to Unholiday p.s.

  1. Beth says:

    You make me laugh. Thanks!