the horror! (no, really.)

“Daddy, I thought I heard a wolf…
   …then I heard a voice say ‘there’s a wolf in this room!

So says Oldest Son, appearing out of the darkness, next to my bed (at four fifteen in the morning), apparently just standing there completely motionless and waiting for me to wake up and open my eyes before he starts talking (or otherwise announcing his presence in any way.)

File under: “So scary that I made my four year-old son check my closet for monsters before sending him back to bed.”


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