the same night of booger worms (kids and boogers) i am about to go to bed when we hear sobbing in the little boys bedroom. thinking that someone went pee pee in the bed i think, oh i am too tired for this.
to my surprise instead of a wet bed i find a frightened little boy. clayton is sitting up in bed with monster tears running down his face.
clayton: i’m..i’m.. i’m scared!
me: honey, did you have a bad dream?
clayton: i’m scared for lincoln! i’m scared, i’m scared for linnnncolln!
so maybe we went a little too far with the worm in belly story?