So, because Turkey is so sure he is #notafraidofanything I decided it was time to teach the boy a lesson. It was time he experience his first haunted house, and not just any haunted house, but a scary one. One where they recommend certain age groups and parents judge you for taking a young one (oh yeah, I’m all about those)…..so, we found a nearby place:
Turkey declared he was NOT scared, but he made me go first and gripped my arms with two hands.
He definitely didn’t say much, but he gripped my hand, through the various twists and turns.The chainsaw guy was definitely sketchy to him, as he required some jolts and hand squeezes!
Nevertheless, afterwards he declared: I’m not scared!
But then after our second haunted house, at a local high school, who were kind enough to give us our own scare tour after hours (and did a great job by the way)….Turkey declared:
Well, that one wasn’t as scary because those people were just actors. But, the other one, those monsters were REAL and what does the owner of the monsters DO with them during the day?
TD: Well, they lock them up in cages .
Turkey: But how do they get them into the cages?
TD: Oh, they just give them some body parts like arms and legs…