"We're gonna burn him!"

I spent part of Saturday morning making a miniature Wicker Man for our group to burn in sacrifice at our upcoming Lughnassadh ritual. He turned out pretty well, I think:

The next day, one of our neighbours was out front, and mentioned to me that he had watched me over the back fence (he's a bit of an odd duck - harmless, but a touch weird) for about 10 minutes while I was making this. My daughter piped up right away with, "He's a Wicker Man," and our neighbour said, "Uh-huh?" in an I-have-no-idea-what-you're-talking-about kind of way, and picking up on his confusion, Laurel continued on with, "We're gonna burn him!" LOL Didn't clear up his confusion any... ahahaahahaha!

I love my kids!