Where There's Smoke...

Last night I was getting dinner ready while the kids played in their rooms. I was starting to set the table when I realized that it was incredibly quiet at the end of the hall. The kind of creepy quiet you get when there is a real problem. So I yelled out, "What are you doing down there?"

Lachlan yells back in a cheerful voice, "Don't worry mom, we aren't being bad, we are just building a fire!"

Yup. Nothing to worry about there...

Fortunately, their version of a fire pit amounted to a pile of crayons and colored pencils.

I was relieved until they mentioned that "they were getting ready to burn some witches."

Witches?

Really, witches?

Where do they get this stuff?

Seriously, I haven't ever even exposed them to any local "Tea Party" gatherings.

Watch out Bob Bennett, my kids are coming for you.