I had quite an amusing conversation with my niece the other day..
We (me, my mother in law, my father in law, sister in law and niece) had been to a restaurant in Somerset for a rather splendid meal. My niece (H) is 8 years old and, although very well behaved, obvo gets bored with the usual grown up chat so we let her wander off into other parts of the old hotel restaurant we were in knowing she wouldn't a) annoy anyone and b) behave herself. Anyhoooo, whilst she was gone me and my MIL proceeded to start talking about spooky stuff and whether or not we believed in it. So I was v polite and did the usual 'mmmm', 'oh really - how very spooky' stuff and left it at that.

Roll on home time, about an hour later, and I am in the back of the car with H. We're still on the spooky theme and H comes out with 'Oh, don't be silly Auntie Natters - there is no such thing as ghosts'. So I says 'how do you know H? What about the spooky dudes in Scooby Doo, etc' and she comes back with - 'Well, if you'd come with me in the restaurant you would have listened to the lady I spoke to - she said there was no such thing'. Knowing that kids have a rather tall imagination and also that I had kept my eye on her all night and she hadn't spoken to anyone but herself by the fire I humoured her but gave her the 'one really shouldn't talk crap' line.

Got home and put H to bed and had a cup of tea with the outlaws... Turns out the reason the MIL had started talking about spooky stuff is that the restaurant was supposedly haunted by a lady who sat by the fire....

Yep - nice to be told something doesn't exist by someone a third my age who'd spent the night by the fire with something she doesn't believe in...
(Senora Veranos cannot and will not so ner..., Fri 4 Jul 2008, 2:28, 2 replies)

Strange how kids pick up on that sort of thing.
My nephew when he was barely one would often respond as if subjected to stimuli with fuck all going on around him, but only when at his parents house. Anywhere else and he'd just lie there looking adorable.
( Muns, Fri 4 Jul 2008, 2:45, closed)

Kids do freak me out...
even me.. apparently when we were young my sister and I (always shared a room) used to talk in our sleeep. Not too spooky I know, except one night when our mum came in to tell us off for talking and we were having the same dream. Love her!
(Senora Veranos cannot and will not so ner..., Fri 4 Jul 2008, 2:52, closed)