Skeletor has to get an EEG later this week. As some of you know, Skeletor is obsessed with all things Halloween. (Except the candy, oddly enough. I always have to trick-or-treat for him. And I assure you, nobody believes that I have another kid who needs candy. I can still feel their judge-y eyeballs!) In the hopes of making this process as painless as possible, I made the little man a story about a mummy who gets an EEG, too. Fingers crossed that it works!