Yesterday turned out to be an interesting day for the kids. First, the Boy Child swam in the deep end of the pool. This was a big deal for him and when I told him that I was proud of him, he gave me a very shy smile, kind of ducked his head around to hide behind a chair, and asked me very sweetly if I could leave him a note telling him how proud I was of him. Of course, I obliged.

The Viking Bride told me that the Camp Director told her that a ghost story was making the rounds at camp and it had scared the heck out of all of the kids. The Girl Child told us about it, too. It has to do with Bloody Mary (no, not the cocktail) who has had her head chopped off and is now coming to do the same thing to you if, in a dark room, you call her name three times. The VB did not improve the mood when she told the kids to try it and they did and when they got to the third repetition of the name, she yelled, "BOO!!!"

We realized later how seriously the Girl Child took this when her bed was empty when we went to check on her before going to bed ourselves. We found her sleeping with the Boy Child. They were sharing his pillow. She was sleeping on her side, face to the wall. The Boy Child was sleeping on his back with his right arm thrown back, over the Girl Child's shoulders, as if he was comforting her or shielding her. The Viking Bride and I both said, "awwwww", at the same time. It was terribly sweet. We left them there.

This morning, the VB told me that when she spoke to the GC about it, she said:

VB: Aren't you lucky to have a brother who loves you so much and who protects you?

GC: When I am with him, I'm not scared. All he has to do is touch me and the scared goes away.

Again, awwww.

I am tempted to throw salt over my shoulder and spit at the ground in an attempt to avert the evil eye. I am clearly a lucky guy.

Where did these children come from?

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1 Oh good god, this made me cry. And YES! I remember the Bloody Mary Bloody Mary thing when Lucy was little. She and her friends would all go into the bathroom with the lights off and a flashlight; too funny. They freak themselves out and not sleep that night as well. Ray didn't seem to go through it when he got to the same age; guess it's a girl thing. GC: When I am with him, I'm not scared. All he has to do is touch me and the scared goes away. Omg, I'm crying again, that is so sweet I cannot stand it. And these children came from *you*, RP; you and your Viking Bride.

Posted by: Amber at August 09, 2007 10:51 AM (zQE5D)

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