The other night after I took the garbage can to the street I found this scared little baby by the door talking about seeing ghosts. I tried explaining that ghosts weren't real so he insisted on showing me where the ghost was.
I continued doing laundry and trying to convince him that whatever his brother and sister had told him was just to scare him. He seemed to forget about it after awhile.
When joey got home that night cash was still awake, so he went in to say goodnight. Cash started back up with the ghost stories.
Joey was determined not to encourage him, but then cash told him it was a grandma ghost and it was all so funny we couldn't resist. We asked what she looked like...or what her name was...I can't remember.
He looked back and forth between us as we sat in the dark and then he started doing this creepy thing where he was pretend eating or something. At first it was still cute and then he started growling and screaming like a crazy grandma.
No temptation to cuddle up next to that crazy baby in the dark anymore.