We were driving home when Cass piped up.
"Dad, Dad! I want to decorate for Halloween!"
Bear nodded. "I think your Mom has some stuff she wants to do...."
"No! I want to take a jack-o-lantern? And put ketchup in it? And then we can run a rope up by the door, so when trick-or-treaters come by, when we open the door...."
"Cass! That's horrible! How'd you like to get all wet when you went trick-or-treating?" I made horrified mother noises and peered in the back, where the fruit of my loins was rolling his eyes at me.
He gave me the duh! look. "I know that. No, we could put a rope up on the roof - we'd put a pulley up there, (and here's where I went into a sort of fugue, thinking 'My baby! Where has mah baybee gone?? He used to be so sweet!).......and then when we pulled it, the water would spill into the pumpkin...and it would look like blood was coming out of it!"
B looked at me. "Where does he get this stuff?"
I fretted. "I don't know! Do you think it's that boy X in his class? I mean, I know he's rough, but Cass seems to like him, and they had a good time this summer on the..."
Bear was shaking his head. "No, Jess. Not that. This pulley idea he's talking about? The way he's described it, it would.......work."