My baby Daddy

So we were at Universal Studios Theme Park and my son wants to go through the "House of Horrors." By the looks of it, it was like a "Ripley's Believe It or Not" where you can look at photos and mock-ups of weird stuff. We could even see things displayed in glass cases as we entered, but apparently, those items were just for the waiting line. The place was a blame haunted house!

So we're walking through this creepy place, thinking we'd made a mistake. Mummies on the wall on little pedestals just stood there. Occasionally one of them would come to life and swoop a hand down at you. In the dark, with the creepy organ music going, it was startling to say the least.

So after a few of these, the kids were pretty scared. My husband and I were both wishing we could get out of there. Then it happened. A mummy swiped at our son, scaring him half to death. My husband did what any protective daddy in that situation would do: he punched the mummy and shuttled our son on through.

Well, the mummy guy came out of character. He walked past my husband to a uniformed person holding a flashlight and told her he'd been punched and that he wanted us thrown out. So the uniformed person sheepishly stopped us, said they had a Code of Conduct that prohibited touching the "performers", and that since we made contact with a performer, we had to leave. We were happy for a chance to leave the haunted house early, but were miffed the mummy narked on us.

Once it was all over, and we were out and could compare notes, I was so proud of my husband! His instincts took over and he was protecting our child. We talked about from then on as a badge of honor that we were ejected from an attraction! Dat's my baby daddy!