Hunting Monsters

Every year (well, for two years now) around Halloween every trip to the store becomes a chore with constant reminders: not to look at the "scary monsters" who are "gona' get me", that they're not real, and won't hurt alex. Even covering his eyes with his hands (his idea-quite entertaing to other shoppers), he still sees them. This inevitably leads to conversations of what he is going to do to the monsters. With me he says he is going to say "no, no, no" , "you don't touch me" or "two minuets" (meaning time out). With his dad he is aparently a little more grafic; here is a conversation alex and his dad were having in the woods about tracking monsters.