I am raising very sensitive boys.
By sensitive I mean that they are very in tune with their feelings.
By feelings I mean their feelings of TERROR.
Yep, here at the Nirvana, my children live in fear. Their lives through their eyes are a horror movie. A movie where children’s screams pierce the night and dark alleys lurk behind closet doors.
Sometimes I am oblivious to the terror I inflict. For instance, I often request them to go upstairs to get something from their room…
*intense brotherly negotiation to arrange a body guard*
*slow deliberate steps up the stairs and across the second floor*
*crash (Item retrieved)*
*quick intense steps across the second floor and down the stairs*
Sometimes I am insensitive to the terror I inflict. For instance, I often feed them vegetables with dinner…
*intense baiting for parental negotiation*
*crash (parental negotiation shut down)*
Sometimes I have no control over the terror I inflict. For instance, we live in a house that has bugs outside and occasionally these bugs wander in by mistake…
*intense pleading with mommy to come check the bathroom for bugs*
*slow deliberate bug inspection*
*crash (toilet seat flipping up)*
*quick intense pee which may or may not include the floor*
I will admit that my boys may be a bit more sensitive then others.
Alright, let me just admit that they are a bit over-sensitive. So when a new horror is discovered or a new fear admitted, I take it with a grain of salt. Big rock salt. You know the kind that you buy at fancy grocery stores and have to self grind.
Recently all three came to me to tell me a tale of a thing that goes bump in the night. Their description so vivid. Their details so intense. At first I blamed it on Scooby Doo, but they insisted.
No mommy, there REALLY IS a ghost with green eyes upstairs.
*piercing screams from all three*
*intense pleading for me to come see it*
*slow deliberate steps up the stairs and across the second floor*
*crash (Well, maybe more of a shutter click)*
Holy crap! We have a ghost with green eyes living upstairs…
WHAAAT? That looks like alien eyes. I’m never spending the night at your house (not that you’re asking!). What WAS that a picture of?? Aliens are my BIGGEST fear in the WORLD!
Hmmm. Can’t quite figger that one out! Yes, my son is sooo sensitive. Dosen’t seem to be that way with my daughter, so maybe if you have one more kids and it’s a girl, you’ll see what i mean!! And I love the entry too about Rhett and his diapers and binky. That’s priceless!
What IS that?!
Are those cat eyes??? They would scare me too!
My daughter insists that photo is of a boat. I’m not sure I agree with her. But she keeps signing and saying “boat”.
dang. you caught me.
Okay now i’m totally freaking out. I think i’m going to start screaming in a minute, what is that?
J walks around screaming like a chick from a c- horror flick. We are so well on our way . . .
That’s really scary if it’s still there in the daytime! Where is it??? My guess is motion detectors, or a toy w/ glowing stickers. But the bump in the night??? It must be an alien.
Aw… and so funny too.
And what the heck is that thing? Wow. I’m sure it’s a friendly ghost… like Casper or Slimer (the one from the Real Ghostbusters cartoon, who worked with the GBs rather than sliming them)… Right?
Arghhhhh!!!! What is it? I’m scared hold me!
Ummmm yep that would be something spooky there at the Nirvana House! Soooo what is it exactly? Are you being invaded by aliens, or is your house built on an old burial ground?? Do we need to call Ghost Busters?
I’m going with either a glow-in-the-dark T-shirt or a glow-in-the-dark toy.
Or some other toy that lights up.
Toys are always scaring me. I once thought there was someone in the house (that WASN’T supposed to be there) it was one of those punching bag things…
Are you sure that you live in Texas? I think you actually live in my house and and say “3 boys” to just throw everyone off.
Ok what is that? Have you been watching paranomal state?
My oldest son is FREAKED OUT by bugs of any variety. I am not afraid of bugs at all and I am a girl, so it freaks me out that he is FREAKED OUT. Of course, it doesn’t freak me out that I am terrified of dogs and cats and he isn’t :).
BTW: I would be afraid of alien eyes.
i have no good guesses. probably because i’m peeing in my pants just looking at it 😉
I am deeply intrigued…
What is it really?
So, are you keeping us in suspense with the green ghost?
Maybe he’s a nice ghost there to protect all at Nirvana 🙂
What the heck is that?
hee hee – I didn’t realize you actually bought that bra with the green lights on it – or … wait… these are the pasties…. no way….
eeeeeeeeeeeeek!! i was coming over for potluck, but i’m rethinking that idea….
Not too scared to grab your camera? Then I guess it’s ok.
I love your descriptions of the boys “sensitivity!” tee hee.
Abbie is two and tells the story of the “Green Glowing Goblin” she totally ripped off my blog about when Melissa was pregnant and we had a freaking “Green Glowing Can!”
She is at the stage where she puts herself in every story. Today, Tinkerbell “pulled her hair,” because, “she was just a little bit jealous.”
GOD love us for being their parents some days!
Spoooooky! Is it a reflection of lights outside?
My kids are TERRIFIED of going upstairs by themselves. Upstairs, where we keep the horror of OUR BEDROOMS… mWAHAHAHAH!
A Glo-worm gone bad?! If you look close enough you CAN see a breast in there. I am with Claudia!
Are your kids sensitive? Or are they future screenplay writers with awesome imaginations? In which case, you could easily blame that on Scooby Doo.
I can’t stand the suspense!
It is most definitely a panther in the dark. OR…planets….or radioactive marbles…or martian eggs…or…..
Is that a satelite picture of Ike followed closely by Josephine (or whatever the ‘J’ storm is named)?
Pretty freaky anyway – so when are you moving away? I mean you have seen Poltergeist right?
That DOES look rather scary. Especially as I sit here in the dark of night reading…
Those boys! Vegetables…THE HORROR!
Oh my. Isn’t life with kids a big never-ending ball of fun? My daughter once insisted that there was a snake sleeping on her bedroom floor. The “snake” wasn’t moving because he was tired. The “snake” ended up being a ribbon. Creepy.
S-P-O-O-K-Y!! Can’t wait to hear the full story.
Holly, You need to reload the HTML, silly girl.
Seriously, What is it? THe green eyes, that is?
Huh…a toy left on perhaps? That was the source of my son’s fears…a flashlight left on under his brothers’ bed!
I LOVE it when The Golden Boy screams like a girl. Warms my heart, and makes me laugh!!
Last week, my daughter came into my office, obviously frightened. “There’s a ghost in your room with scary eyes!” I dismissed it, and sent her off to play.
Later, I walked into my dark bedroom and, sure enough, I saw the green glowing eyes.
And then I turned on the light and saw the reflective strips on the back of my sneakers.
So, what is that???
(I’m going to pretend it’s something like sneakers.)
Sending you some ear plugs! LOL!
Love that song.