Avery and Thriller
In honor of Halloween approaching, I played Michael Jackson’s Thriller on the way home from school one day. When the Vincent Price part started, I watched Avery’s reaction in the rearview mirror; she first listened curiously, then covered her face with her hands when the creepy laughing started. “I don’t like that man,” she told me with a pout after the song ended. (I was reminded of how freaked out that video made me when I was kid – closer to Zoe’s age than Avery’s.) But after I explained that it was just a song, and the man was just playing a role (and wasn’t really a bad guy), she seemed eager to hear the song again. And now she loves it!
-M