Punky was sitting in her carseat Sunday night as we were awaiting Hubby to get out of his deacon meeting.
"The Boogy Man is coming to get me, Mommy!" she said in a urgent voice.
I looked at her a second, afraid of who she's been talking to, worse or where she heard this. Keep in mind the only place we ever go these days is church.
"Where did you hear about the Boogy Man, Punky?"
She just grinned and said, "Cinderella told me." Yeah.right.
"The Boogy Man is so silly, " I say, trying to make sure she's not afraid. "He goes, "Boogy, boogy boogy!!!" And I danced in my seat.
"You're silly, Mommy! That's not what the Boogy Man does!"
"Then what does he do?"
"The Boogy Man eats my boogies! Here!"