Yesterday, I promised MilliCal at least a little of a “scary movie”. She requested, to my surprise, Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. And she wanted her dessert, postponed from after dinner.
Then she said she wanted a particular part. The part where they get to the castle.
She held off easting her dessert until they got to the Dinner scene.
“Ahhhh – Dessert.
Chilled Monkey Brains!”
I don’t know where she gets this from.