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[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Jonba cries when we carve pumpkins.

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[dimminglights.livejournal.com]

Why?

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

I don't know, he is just a little kid. I think he thinks we're hurting them.

[dimminglights.livejournal.com]

It's fun me and mommy Addie played with the pumpkin guts.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

They are fun to play with, I like their guts too. How many pumpkins did you carve this year?

[dimminglights.livejournal.com]

Just the one.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Did you give it a face? What did you put on it?

[dimminglights.livejournal.com]

A scary vampire face.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Oh very cool! Did you put a candle in it and set it out on your porch?

[dimminglights.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[star-core.livejournal.com]

Because?

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure, he doesn't say. I think he thinks we're hurting them.

[star-core.livejournal.com]

And he won't listen to explanations?

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

He's two years old, he's not very rational.

[star-core.livejournal.com]

Oh, I didn't know.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

It's okay, he's just tiny and he's been carrying around a pumpkin for weeks. I think he thinks he is an orange.

[star-core.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you should not carve a pumpkin this time...?

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

This is the first time we carved pumpkins, I didn't know he would react this way.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

We could always paint a face on it instead?

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

That's not a bad idea! I didn't even think about it, would you like to help with the last one? He's very grumpy at me right now.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

I will help. He and I can paint the face on. I will get some different paints to see what he likes best.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

I'll get the paint if you get the boy. He's under the bed and uh, doesn't want to see me.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Oh no. Not good. I will get him.

*He goes up to Jonba's room.* Cooookie Monster? Where is the Cookie Monster? *He opens up the closet.* Are you in here? *He opens up dresser drawers.* Or in here?

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Jonba inches toward the edge of the bed and peeks out at him. Then inches back under the bed. No! Go Otousan.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

You do not have a hug for otosan?

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Sniffling and red eyed he crawls out from under the bed, clutching a little pumpkin and Elmo. Looking around wearily he finally holds his arms open for a hug.