SDP EP 187: Those Damn Kids

What’s up all you happy people? Happy Labor Day!

Sorry for the late post but I spent yesterday selling cool collectibles and signed books at a little local collector’s show here in town. Was making deals all day then had to pay attention to the family and listen to some tapes for a while, so I didn’t make it to the computer until a little while ago.

Hope you enjoy the show!!!

The difficulties of being a horror fan with little kids living in the house…

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Hello there Minions, I trust you are unwell. Tonight I have to discuss something that’s near and dear to my heart: my kids. Specifically, how much I love them and will do anything for them, including being willing to forego my beloved Walking Dead and instead endure endless hours of Curious George.

Spawn of Scarydad doesn’t handle scary stuff very well. The problem is that she wants to watch scary stuff because she knows that I love it, but I can tell that it bothers her. After the Doctor Who episode a few weeks ago, I’ve learned to keep pretty close watch over what comes out of the propaganda machine.  It’s been more than a month and she STILL talks about the scary man-pig on Doctor Who and how when she grows up she can watch it but not yet.

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Doctor Who is too scary for Spawn.

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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.