Sarah has become very attached to certain objects lately. First was the carpet cleaner we rented from Lowe's. She broke down in tears in the backseat when Daddy returned her "robot brother" to the store. Shortly after that we took a trip to buy pumpkins. Sprinkled among the pumpkins were Sarah-sized scarecrows made of Styrofoam and corn stalks. Sarah would go to each one and wrap her arms around it, stopping to talk and posing for a few photos, too. I couldn't resist. I bought Sarah a "scarecrow brother" to take home.
Well, Sarah's new brother stayed inside most of the time, but yesterday Barry was out doing yardwork and assembled a nice fall display by our azaleas. The scarecrow brother was out waving to cars, surrounded by our gourd and pumpkins.
I have nothing against Halloween pranks. I am not so old and codgery that a smashed pumpkin in front of my house would raise ire, but as I donned my winter coat early this morning to clean it up, my blood chilled as I thought to look over to where Sarah's scarecrow brother SHOULD HAVE BEEN. Kidnapped! I looked in the garbage can and under our cars, just in case. Horrible thoughts of what THEY may have done to him keep going through my head.
Well, I spent the morning trying to figure out how to tell Sarah. I didn't want to have to explain why another brother was taken from her, and I didn't want her to think hoodlums were on the loose that might take other things away from her. As we were leaving for the Krystal hamburger competitive eating contest (It smelled so good down there!), I tried to shield her from "the void," but she caught a glimpse and froze.
What's helping it not sink in, I think, is that when she was downstairs this morning she found Santa Baby in the closet and asked to play with him. Santa Baby is also Sarah-sized and much rounder and easier to hug. Santa Baby was allowed to watch Sarah take her nap, something she said her scarecrow brother was never allowed to do.
megan, you should write for the newspaper! do you think he is being held for ransom?
Posted by: nana | October 29, 2007 at 12:24 PM
i am pretty sure that santa baby ate him. santa is a hungry baby.
Posted by: nick dupey | October 29, 2007 at 12:46 PM
Man, I don't think that I could sleep with Santa Baby watching me. I caught of a glimpse of him on a recent visit to your house. He's right up there with "clowny".
I can't believe that the scarecrow was stolen, though! It must be time to move (to a safer, closer to Brenna neighborhod, hehe)!
Posted by: mary | October 29, 2007 at 07:58 PM
While I am sorry for Sarah's loss, this post made my day! Particularly the part about the returning her "robot brother" to Lowes. That's great!
Now, as to this "Santa Baby". Is this the same "Santa Baby" originally celebrated in song by Eartha Kitt (and again later by Madonna) for his extravagant gifts?
Posted by: Jim Tanner | October 29, 2007 at 09:03 PM
Aww, I'm sorry her scarecrow brother was stolen. That's why I'm wary of putting out any of my fun fall decorations! I'm so worried that my stuff will be stolen or knocked around since we are right by a park that older kids frequent at night. Boo for kids who need something better to do.
Posted by: Meg | October 30, 2007 at 09:42 AM
Now I know what to get her for Christmas... does she prefer her robot brother to have hepa filtration and vapor steam?
Posted by: Aunt Kimmy | October 31, 2007 at 02:00 PM
Sarah told that lady at Southern Star today that she wants a sister. Get working on it, chattaparents.
Posted by: mary | November 05, 2007 at 06:43 PM