Oh god, had another one yesterday.
We went for a walk at a NT place. There was one massive rag doll/scarecrow thing, probably left over from halloween sat on a bench in the grounds.
3 year old clocked it and was obsessed with going to talk to the dolly. 9 year old is a twat and started saying “omg, did you see it move!” as a joke. Nice. Think late afternoon, dulling light, fog, only ones stood around a misty lake, cheers for that, dd.
3 year old thinks the doll is some sort of mash
up of Jesus and santa, starts asking it for her christmas list and for the lottery numbers. Obsessed with it being cold, “the dolly says she’s cold!”, “the dolly says she hungry and lonely!”
Getting Robert the dolls vibes now (don’t google), so I was very nice to it and left it a corner of my sandwich.
Finally drag 3 year old away with the promise we will go back and see the doll next weekend (like fuck we will).
Driving home, 3 year old says to sister in the back, “look! The dolly girl is following us, can you see her?”
”Not today, absolutely not” says dh and immediately changes the subject to who wants an unplanned, emergency, paranormal stopping McDonalds.
So that was fun.
(No doll related incidents have occurred