JB and I mailed Mr. Ryan age 5 one of those Halloween cards that talks. When you open it a Vincent Price type voice booms "I have my eye on you!" while a paper eye pops up.
Last night I received the following e-mail from my daughter Jessica:
"So the good news is Ryan loved getting mail and was thrilled with the stickers on the envelope. The bad news is that the voice in the card petrified him and he cried for 5 minutes" :)
Oh s----. We are seeing Mr. Ryan and his brothers and parents on Sunday. I hope the large dead moth I am bringing him makes up for our indiscretion.