Just got done reading Penny's blog and it made me remember back when I was a little girl and would go sleep over at my Grandma's. I used to get so afraid at night, had WAY too big an imagination and as soon as the lights went off I was scared to death. Of course, it probably didn't help that Grandma is a great storyteller and used to tell me Little Red Riding Hood before bed, at my request. I was always convinced the Big Bad Wolf was going to come and get us. I can remember even looking at the door and imagining I saw the Big Bad Wolf standing there and then I'd scream. Finally Grandma would let me climb in bed with her and Grandpa. She would always convince me to go to sleep by telling me that Grandpa slept on the side of the bed closest to the door, so if the Big Bad Wolf came, he'd get Grandpa first and we'd have time to escape. So now as an adult I think back and wonder, what kind of horrible kid was I?! I was comforted by the fact that while my Grandpa was being brutally attacked by the Big Bad Wolf, Grandma and I would get the heck out of there safe and sound. I only hope that I was actually thinking Grandpa was super strong and was actually going to defeat that nasty, evil, ole wolf.
Ok, why did I write this post so late at night? Now I'm probably going to revert back to old childhood fears and have nightmares about the Big Bad Wolf all night!
Here's a link to Penny's Blog, you should read her very nice post about her Grandmother..
Lol
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