the Big Boy

There is a rest area about halfway between DC and Philly where we usually stop when we go to visit my sister. At this rest area there used to be a Big Boy Restaurant. The restaurant is gone, so they moved the Big Boy himself to the area that displays local 'art'. So we took little Hannah to the Big Boy to pose for a photo. And she was terrified. Terrified. She looks happy in the picture, but ho ho ho, yeah, she looks happy in the picture, but you should have seen her the fear in her eyes and the desperate grip she used on my neck. So we took her away as quickly as we could, but I wonder why the Big Boy was so scary.