Friday, October 29, 2010
Yesterday morning, Quinn raced around the corner of the school then stopped suddenly when he saw his fellow classmates lined up, some in their Halloween costumes, ready for the Halloween parade. We saw a cowgirl, a ninja turtle, a princess, a Transformer and a skeleton. The ninja turtle, Transformer and skeleton were all wearing masks. quinn was no longer interested in going to school. The only thing that convinced him was that I was volunteering that day.
Later that afternoon, he told me that the reason why he didn't want to go to school that morning was because he couldn't see who was behind the masks. This came as no surprise. After all, Quinn was the little guy who started shaking with fear when Sparky the Fire Dog walked towards us at a parade two years ago. Sparky quickly turned and crossed to the other side of the street. And I totally get it. I have been known to cross to the other side of the street to avoid a mascot. Oh, and I avoid all eye contact with the mascot too. Not that you can make true eye contact with a mascot. Sometimes the eyes aren't even the eyes. And I think that is what it is all about. i need to make eye contact with people before I can feel comfortable with them. I don't like masks either. Don't even get me started on clowns. Maybe it comes as no surprise that I don't do really well on the phone either. And it appears that I have passed on one of these little neuroses to my little man. Now to move off the therapist's couch . . .
The squirrels are eating our pumpkin. Every year they eat our pumpkin. They don't seem to eat anyone else's pumpkin. Suggestions would be welcome. This year's pumpkin is a write off but there is always next year.