The horror genre plays a huge part in my childhood memories.  My father used to love to tease us with scary tales (mostly child appropriate).  He was especially known for a thriller titled, “Now I’ve got you, and now I’m going to eat you.”  I also had some adoring uncles who used to tell tales of Indian graveyards on every camping trip.  In addition, there was an especially awesome book called Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark that was a staple in every 4th grader’s backpack, at least back in the 90s it was. 

The fun of ghost stories was recently relived with my own daughter while we passed around the flashlight with the lights turned off, telling a story that was just scary enough, and just funny enough to be perfect for a 3 year old.

And that got me thinking of some of the “scary” parenthood stories that I would like to share.*  Here’s my attempt at one: Read more ›