On Saturday I was placed in charge of Spawn and Sequel while Bride took a nap. After a while the baby was asleep and the 3-year-old was playing quietly in her room so I decided to watch something on TV that did not involve Disney Princesses. Everyone I know who has watched it is fully in love with Doctor Who and I’ve been trying to get into it. By “trying to get into it” I don’t mean to say it’s not something I’m into and have to acquire a taste for or anything. Quite the opposite, in fact. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed the episodes I’ve seen, I just never seem to find the time to watch episodes. It’s a rough life.
So, I sneaked an episode while nobody was looking. Except that someone was looking. Spawn came back into the room at some point and was sitting on the couch with me. Nothing of note had occurred in the episode so I didn’t think much of it. Then the fellow in the picture above appeared suddenly and scared the bejeezus out of my little girl.
Since 11 am yesterday, all she has talked about is the scary pig man on Doctor Who and how it’s too scary and how maybe when she grows up she can watch the scary pig man but not now because he’s too scary. If my daughter has an irrational fear of pigs at some point, I guess it’s my fault.