Mama Diaries

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Howling for Sasquatch

My seven-year-old son is absolutely convinced that Sasquatch (Big Foot) lives in the woods behind our house.

"Mama, did you know there were eight Sasquatch sightings in Kentucky?"

"No.  I hadn't heard."

"I think one of them might've migrated into the woods behind our house."

I looked at him kind of funny.  "Why do you think that?"

"Because there's total distruction in the woods that could've only been caused by a creature of that size."

"I see."

Later in the evening my son threw open the front door and started howling into the night.

"What the heck are you doing?" I said, sure that the neighbors were on the phone calling the police.

"Calling for Sasquatch!"


"Yeah.  I know he can hear me!"

"Dude, get in the house, and leave the Sasquatch alone.  You can play with him tomorrow."

Oy gewalt!


  1. You got yourself a regular Harry and the Hendersons going there haha

  2. I used to think Sasquatch was prowling around outside our house, too, but I DEFINITELY wasn't calling him to come over and play!

    1. Yeah. I don't think I'd be wanting to attract his attention either!