I was recently listening to Elmer Bernstein’s Ghostbusters score and I flipped the cover around to show Miles the backside, which features a large illustration of Slimer, the delightful green blob.
Miles pointed at Slimer. “Huh,” he said, which he does whenever he recognizes something but can’t recall the word for it.
“It’s a ghost,” I said.
“Miles saw a ghost outside,” he replied, in a “oh yeah, I seen one of those” sort of way.
Jaclyn and I stopped dead in our tracks and stared at each other. There are a lot of things I don’t want to hear come out of my kid’s mouth, but I’ve seen enough movies to know that “I saw a ghost outside” should rank pretty close to the top.
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