I was stopped Wednesday morning by three teens (not kids, young adults) whilst wearing my PJ's and groggily nursing a coffee. They gigglingly asked, "Can I see your fangs?". To which I snared "What. Fangs." and sent them skittering away, knee-deep in apologies. That normally only happens to me at Conventions, not on the corner of my block.

But you really know the world is infected when your 4-year-old charge hovers at the front-door when a neighbor comes to call and asks (instead of "Who is it?") - Then bounces away wearing a pillowcase as a cape.

I'm not really minding though since it brings us this...*Trailer, as all things, Made Better by Placebo.
Also. Happy B-Day Coco(s)!
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