mikey is terrified of the vacuum. usually when i get it out of the closet, he stares it down. can't take his eyes off of it. i try to either hold him or have garrett take him in another room when i do it because how i figured it out wasn't pretty. a tortured, body shaking cry. well, i made a mistake in thinking that if he had his back to me playing super happily this morning, it wouldn't bother him. as soon as i turned it on, he whipped his head around and started screaming. poor kid. i held him and only vacuumed the living room because he squeezed me the entire time.
at the rate i'm going, i won't be winning any mother of the year awards.
p.s. don't google image search for "scary vacuum" or "haunted vacuum" - because you won't find what i was looking for. just a bunch of psycho pictures that will probably give me nightmares tonight.