Scared
Aidan had a phase where he wanted a hug every second of every day. He seems to have grown out of that phase about 2 weeks ago and now everything scares him.
“Scared!”
“Of what?”
“Shark!”
“It’s OK, Shark’s are only in the ocean.”
“Get! Get!”
The little guy is really afraid of a shark getting him. It’s hilarious, don’t get me wrong, but I feel for him. I’m scared of sharks too. I’m smart enough to know that they won’t get me when I’m on the slide at the park or playing in the sand or walking the dog. But clearly, the Big A thinks that a shark is out to get him everywhere he goes.
I guess I should stop pretending my hand is a shark and saying “dun dun – dun dun – dun – dun dun dun dun dun dun – do – deee!!” as I grab his neck. Oops.
