I am in the kitchen making dinner. Gabe approaches me and it goes a little like this...Gabe: Mom, the chicken is not scary.
Me: What? What chicken?
Gabe: The chicken.
Me: (in my head.. what the heck is he talking about???) What chicken?
Gabe: Come here and I will show you. (he takes me in into the dining room where I have placed all the Halloween stuff to be put away at some point in the next month.....) That chicken, the kitchen chicken.... That chicken is just not that scary!! You shouldn't put it away.
Me: Oooooh! I am not putting the chicken away with the Halloween stuff. I am putting it away in the closet for the next couple of months (to make room for more holiday nonsense!!) Ha ha ha ha!! (me laughing)
Can you see the kitchen chicken mixed in with all the spooky stuff?
Then again... just look at that beady eye.......
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