On Fri Jack changed his puppy's name to Chicka. As in Chicka Chicka Boom Boom.
I suspected my mother had something to do with this until I heard her ask him how he thought of that name. It's very strange because Aim's mom goes by Chicka for her grandmom name. Maybe Jack remembered that somewhere in the gray cells. She's a very sweet addition. We are very happy to have her.
We did not trick-or-treat on Friday. Jack didn't want to get back into Boba Fet so he handed out candy at home. I just knew all those people coming to the door thought we were religious nut-jobs who wouldn't let our child dress up for Halloween and then forced him to hand out high-fructose corn syrup to the heathen hoard.
I just think he's still scared of the dark.
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