Meal time conversations…
Just the other day, I told Wyatt that a monster by the name of Pete lives in his closet.
How do I know Pete exists, you may ask? Well, Pete is afraid of the dark, so he turns on the closet light.
“If you ever see the light on in your closet, that is Pete.”
I then told Wyatt that I have to feed the monster on a daily basis to keep him from attacking Wyatt in his sleep.
At this point in the conversation, my wife looked like she wanted to kill me. She muttered something about me sleeping in Wyatt’s room if my story spawned nightmares.
That led to a trip to check the closet. We walked into his room, opened his closet door, turned on the light. Nothing. Wyatt somehow tripped as I gave him a little push, landing on something cushy. I closed the closet door and walked away.
When Wyatt came out, I told him that his name is actually Pete. He is the monster! AHHHHHH!
Talk about a twist ending. Therapy won’t be cheap.
Note to Self: Next time go along with the setup. It was perfect! Scare the kid. Not too late to redeem this story. A simple closet light turned on, right before bedtime, might work wonders. Or not…