Remember how I told you our new house was haunted? I’ve been waivering on whether or not I believe it.
A friend’s exhusband and their children who lived in the house relayed to us that the most common place for stuff to happen was in the bathroom (and Boo’s closet). Apparently, one of the favorite things for the spirit to do is turn on the sink faucet.
The day after she told us that Kiefer took Ozzy for a walk and I picked up our dinner. When I came back, Kiefer and Ozzy were still gone, but I heard something in the bathroom. The water in the sink was running.
So now all I’m picturing is something scary standing over the baby’s crib, like this:
And we all know what yellow-eyed demons do to baby mamas.
It’s been nice knowing all of you. Please use the comments to call dibs on my personal belongings.
Favorite Comment From Last Post: “I still catch the Husband occasionally saying to his friends, ‘Yeah I’m going to go hang out with my girlfriend…I mean wife. I’m going with my wife. I don’t have a girlfriend. Just a wife. Yeah….”—LauraLord