Saturday, July 28, 2007

Bad thinking

My children haven't had nightmares for a long time, so I think I was due for some nighttime disturbances.

I heard Weston upstairs whimpering and went to see what was wrong. He was standing at the top of the stairs, with a very concerned look on his face. When I asked him what was wrong, this is what he said...

"I had a bad thinking. I was thinking and it was very bad."
"What was your bad thinking about, Weston?"
"I was thinking about what would happen if you put a mouse in the toilet and then when I went potty late at night, the mouse would try to bite my butt and I would try to get away, but it would chase me."

Either, he has some very disturbed going-to-sleep-thoughts, or he has some VERY creative methods of avoiding sleep altogether.

1 comment:

Carrie said...

Nah, I think it's legit. I had the same freakish thought when I was a kid. Except in mine no one actually put the mouse in the toilet, it had climbed up the sewer pipe all on its lonesome.

Thanks. No really. Thanks a lot. How am I going to go to sleep now?