Actually less scary because that ELTRITCH ABOMINATION of a mandible is occupied. Their teeth are razor sharp and their tiny hearts know only destruction. My small boy particularly loved carpet and wires.

I’ve seen that movie where’s the one eyed one fanged snake?

Live Action Watership Down is here to traumatize us all over again

This reminds me of when my then-three-year-old found a jar of knives (I don’t even know why we had that … ) and objected to me taking it because “it’s mine! I found it!” I felt bad taking it because I wanted to acknowledge their agency, but it seemed like a better option than the alternative. (I did try to explain to them why I was disregarding their will about it.)

Or when the same kid and I were wandering around my dad’s house shortly after he passed and they found a giant pair of scissors in his basement.

Vorpal bun bun is my favorite companion. Unleash your vorpal soul!