The Monster Under The Bed

Charlie is afraid of the dark, and specifically of monsters under the bed.* "Turn light on!" he says to me before he will venture into the only-sort-of-dark livingroom to play.

At Grampy & Grampy Robinson's this afternoon he peered mistrustfully into their dark bedroom from where he was eating lunch in the kitchen. "Shut door! Monster under bed in there, Mama!"

"There is no monster in there, honey," I try to tell him.

"No Mama! Monster in there!" he insists.

I get up and shut the door.

"Thank you," he says, obviously relieved.

*We will not be assigning any blame in this post as to why he is suddenly afraid of monsters under the bed.