Blood Brains and Rats

Tonight as I was tucking her in:
"Hey mom! For Halloween at school, I could write 'Blood Brain' on my forehead. Then people would read it and think that I have blood brains!"

Silence.

"...Yeah!" She said to herself. "That would be really scary!"

She carried on with this horror motif and told me a story:

"Once, there was a grasshopper and he was hopping home, in the woods. He came to a big old log, um, the log was filled with...uh...rats!"
me: "Ew! Rats?"
her: "Yeah, rats. Rubber rats! When the grasshopper jumped on them they went - squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Silence

"Um, okay" she said. "that's kinda stupid. Never mind!"

I just laughed and tucked her in.