I was going to post something on ghosts today, but I think that is going to have to wait. You see, I have this new theory on evolution that's been developing, oh, for the last two hours or so as I've been trying to re-attach the stairway spires to our second floor landing.
Theory #1: some children are part imp.
I had to research imps for the first Accidental Demon Slayer book and most sources I found describe them as these tiny, mischievous creatures who like to get into everything. I made mine minions of the devil. After what happened this morning, that's not too far off. Because in the time it took me to enjoy a 10 minute shower, my 2.5 year old son removed two stairwell spires and decided to see if he could "climb" down the landing, "like Spiderman."
Luckily, he's not at all quiet and I was summoned from the bathroom, quite drippy, to see what large object had crashed down the stairs (luckily a wooden part of the landing and not his hard little head). I don't know how he removed the spires (that are bigger than he is and glued into place - I checked the rest of them), but I do know one thing.
Theory #2: it's my dad's fault
Sure, he's been gone for several years, but from what I've heard, my dad was a trouble maker too. My son is descended from a person who, as a child, decided to wear a Superman cape and jump off the roof of the house. My dad was also known to tie up his friends ("cowboy and Indian -style") and then forget about them. And I'm pretty sure I remember the story about him removing the doorknobs from his room, "just to see what would happen."
So for people who think my books are outrageous - hah! They should try living in the Fox household. Now where's my wood glue?...