Thing #1: Dave came into the bedroom, all sneaky snake like, got right behind me and lingered. Me? I was sitting on the bed, peacefully minding my own darn business, holding a bowl of cut up bell pepper, and watching something on Netflix as I munched. After he lingered a bit, totally unbeknownst to me, of course, he came around the side.
Dave: "I could've scared you really bad just now."
Me: "I'm glad you didn't. What stopped you?"
Dave: "You were holding a bowl of bell pepper...I didn't want you to end up throwing it all over the room."
Thing #2: I was walking into my room from the kitchen. Little guy was following close behind...very, very close...not that I noticed. When I got to my bedroom I turned the corner and headed straight toward a mirror. And, what did I see? Well, by golly, I saw my huge kid behind me towering over me, of course.
Little guy: "Dang it! I used to be able to hide behind you."
Me: "That's what you get for growing."
Little guy: "You're too short."
Now, not to go all Oprah on you or anything, but I had a serious "Aha" moment. Bell pepper is officially better than garlic, wooden stakes, and silver bullets when you're avoiding being scared, and being short absolutely has its benefits!
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