The anklebone’s connected to the…

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October has shown up and regulated all over September. Until the last day of last month, the kids and I were still going to the beach in flip flops and tank tops. And then October came around and was all, “Just what do you think you’re doing?! It’s Fall! You mean September let you get away with all this summer behavior way after summer left the building?! Such a no good, slacker month. Well, there’s a new sheriff in town! It’s Fall and it’s gonna get cold up in here!”

And so it has. It’s 60 degrees in the morning! Brrrrrrr! It’s weird, though, because there are no leaves to change color (like my favorite trees in the entire world, Aspens…), no apple orchards to visit, no pumpkin patches to go picking through, no corn stalk mazes to get lost in. Besides the changing light from the sun (photographers notice these things) and the cooler weather, the only other way to know it’s Fall is by walking into a store and seeing all the Halloween merchandise. Brains, skeletons, guts, eyeballs, dismembered hands, etc., etc., etc. I’d usually pass by the gruesomeness and make a beeline to the candy, except Sassy LOVES it all.

Every day she does something that makes me think, “I wonder if Steven King was like this as a child”. She’s part sassy and part Wednesday Addams. She loves this time of year and collects plastic body parts like I used to collect unicorn stickers.

She is going to grow up and either be a serial killer or someone who works in the medical field. I really hope it’s the latter.

These relics of the human body get used all year long. In fact, at no other time are skeletons found so cheaply and so abundantly so I suggest that even if the macabre isn’t your cup ‘o tea, go get body parts in the name of human anatomy!

Sassy’s study of skeletons and the like began at least 4 Halloween’s ago, after she met a skeleton bigger than she was and named him Bob. Bob came trick or treating with us…sitting beside her little 3 year old pumpkin costumed body in the wagon. Bob also started sleeping next to her in her toddler bed. He ate with us at the table. He sat down with her on the couch. There wasn’t much Bob didn’t do with her. He became my surrogate child. Her study of anatomy started simply…pointing out Bob’s feet bones, hand bones, leg bones.

Now her interest and study is getting pretty advanced. Usually we hop on google to find out what a certain bones is actually scientifically called, what it does, why it’s there. We figure out where the internal organs go, how they fit into the body as if it were a giant 3D puzzle.

Also really great are those window clings! There are tons of cut apart skeletons you put back together on the window…we have lots of fun with that. A favorite game is one of us puts it together while the other one closes their eyes, and then when the person opens their eyes they have to figure out if it’s put together the right way. Nerdtastic!!!!!

While exploring all things skeletons I usually play a song that I like, kind of an updated “the armbone is connected to the collarbone…” song.

I love the song. Sassy loves the video.

So. yeah. I’m not convinced that serial killer isn’t in her future.

I wonder if Steven King would have liked that video when he was a kid?!

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