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DAY 18 EVENT 1 - BOY Something that smells like rotten horse flesh hits my nose and I’m suddenly certain that one of my kids needs to be changed. WIth the twins you sort of have to eyeball them as they run and try to guess by the way they walk. If they’re hiding it well,…
DAY 17 EVENT 1 - GIRL I’m dressed in a suit that, I’ll admit, probably either makes me look like a complete stud-horse or a funeral director. I feel confident in it but then again, I wear a beard that I have dubbed “The Hanging Tomato Plant” due to its’ likeness to a… well, frankly, a…
DAY 16 EVENT 1 – BOY There’s this old myth in my wife’s family that the homestead my mother-in-law lives on is haunted. It’s been in the family for years and years and years and lies out in the middle of nowhere amidst corn fields and open sky; basically the perfect place for a haunted…
DAY 15 EVENT 1 – GIRL My daughter has this really old, bald Cabbage Patch doll that she carries around with her everywhere. Its’ plastic head is covered in dirt and scuff marks, it’s clothes are covered in food stains, dried milk and dog drool and it has these really horrific eyes that sort of…
DAY 14 EVENT 1 – BOY I write this from the furthest, farthest, deepest seat in a minivan chugging down I-29, having just left Omaha, Nebraska. My little sister is getting married this coming Saturday and we’re in town for the wedding, which I am exceptionally excited for… and rightly so. I love weddings; family,…