My facebook status today:
You know how as a kid, you sometimes imagine monsters in your room at night? Or that a toy is moving in the dark? Cutler got a little scared one night this week. So he was trying to explain it to me, and he said, "Mom, I woke up and I heard a clickety clack sound. So I started hallucinating that the door was moving and that there was a monster in my room." HALLUCINATING??? Now yes, the boy uses some big words and some Sheldon Cooper-esque language. I can't imagine where in the world he could have been exposed to the word hallucinate, and come to think of it, I'm pretty sure I don't want to know. You're killin' me, smalls. So today, he called me everyone BUT my name--Dad, Mrs. Merrier, etc.-- Finally, I teased him, "Dude, are you going to get my name right tonight?" He said, "Mom, maybe I need to see a professional about that." Lordy. Funny.
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