Scaring For Muffins

The Gremlin was visiting the beach the other day - enjoying time with one of his friends while the Mother of the Gremlin got 'girl time' with one of her friends as well.

This particular day in Seattle, it was windy and wild enough to cause huge crashing waves to breach the seawalls and concrete beaches down by the sound. The Gremlin, with his friend Sydney, were both watching the water, munching on their snacks that the MOTG had just baked.

Just after a few particularly spectacular waves breached, the Gremlin turned to his friend.

"Sydney, watch out or those waves will eat your face!" The poor girl froze and looked at the Gremlin out of the corner of her eye, keeping the waves in front of her so she could watch them too. The Gremlin spoke up again.

"You don't have to be scared, though." The friend of the Gremlin did not believe him, and ate her muffin for comfort.

On the way home, we spoke to the Gremlin.

"Buddy, why did you tell Sydney that the waves would 'eat her face?'"

"Because I wanted her to be scared so she'd drop her muffin because I wanted two!"

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He Found His Calling

So my son, the child who loves to cook, bake, and do anything and everything with food including, eat, play and watch (cookies, yeast, etc...), has found his calling:

Mafia Enforcer.

This was very apparent at the beach the other day when he was playing with his bucket, filling it up in the lake and pouring it out in the dry sand. At one point, a 7-year-old walked up, smacked the bucket out of his hand, took it, and departed with it.

While the MOTG went and remedied the situation, after she had returned the bucket to her son and was looking for the person supervising the child, she noticed something. Whenever the Gremlin doesn't want you to see what he is doing, he stares at you with that look on his face. When he got this look on his face staring at his mother while walking to the water, she figured he was just upset and going back to play.

However, while unobtrusively keeping her eye on him, she noticed the Gremlin fill up his bucket, return to the 7-year-old, coolly tap him on the shoulder, and proceed to cover him in ice cold Lake Michigan water. The 7-year-old was stunned into silence.

After approaching my wife, the bully became upset when she told him that he shouldn't have started in with the Gremlin (and the bully's mother agreed).