The Coco fam and friends headed to the Ford Dealership for a fun carnival they put on every year. Lots of games, face painting, and a haunted house. A haunted house.
A. Haunted. House.
We mingle with friends, the kids snack on candy and then we decide to take the big kids into the haunted house.
The daring participants were as follows, Bram (4), Matthew (6), Emily (4), Isabelle (4), Leah (3), and Alexa (3).
They enter the Haunted House with the dads.
As the three moms stand there holding the little ones, Tess freaks the *&%$ out just hearing the noises coming from the spooky Haunted House. Like freaks the MOTHER @&^% out! Clinging to me like a spider monkey. Seriously, a tsunami could not of ripped her from my arms.
At the time she is freaking out, a weirdo GROWN MAN dressed as a weird looking scarecrow comes up and says "hi" to her. HOMEGIRL FLIPS OUT EVEN MORE!!!!! Begging to go home.
"Mommy, home. Mommy, home"
Here is an example of what she looked like (Camera was unaccessible, I'm sure you understand).
But I couldn't go anywhere, no way. Hubby and Bram were in the Haunted House. And this was Bram's first Haunted House. As a mother, I was torn.
I gave Tess some candy and she wept softly while munching on her 84th Smarty of the night.
Then this bad ass,
comes out of the Haunted House clinging to Hubby hysterically crying.
Meanwhile, a princess, a fairy, Dorothy, and My Pretty Pony all come out holding hands laughing and giggling behind him.
Moral of the story. My son is not quite ready for Haunted Houses, though his best GIRLfriends are and my daughter cannot be within a mile radius from one without losing it.
Yet, there is something else weighing heavily on my mind.
After we scarred our kids for life, we stepped outside for some hot dogs. Outside, it seemed any big kid or grown up in a costume did NOT sit well with Tess. "Mommy, go home." over and over and over and over and over.
We ended up eating our hotdogs in the car.
Which makes me very concerned about Halloween night. I have a sneaking suspicion that I am going to be bringing Tess home early. I think the carnival episode is going to stay with her awhile.
Why do I think that you ask?
Well, I had actually sleep in her bed last night. This NEVER happens at Coco's house. Ever. But the poor girl kept crying, "Mommy, go home." She was having flashbacks of being kind of close to a Haunted House or maybe that weird guy dressed up as a scarecrow. I don't know. But at 11 pm, my exhausted baby finally fell asleep with me lying next to her.
For the record, she is not fun to sleep with.
This morning she has been repeatedly singing, "Jesus, loves me." I seriously think she is trying to keep the demons away, because her usual go-to song while she is playing is the old time classic, "Baa-Baa Blacksheep."
See, she is scared.
Y'all have a wonderful and safe Halloween. Wish us luck!