This past year my family went on a sabbatical in another country. My daughter (4) talks a lot about returning to our old house and something she said recently gave me chills.

Daughter: "When we go back, can I sleep in Mommy's room"

Me: (no backbone) "Yes, sometimes we can have sleepovers. But don't you remember, you have a huge bed to sleep in in your room. All your toys are in there.... your stuffed animals...."

Daughter: "But that guy, remember, I wake up at night because he's there with me."

Me: (mentally freaking out) "What? No I don't remember. What man?"

Daughter: "He sits in the corner. He's all black, he doesn't talk he just sits by me."

Me: "what, what does his face look like?"

Daughter: "He has no eyes, but I think he has a mouth."

Me: (in shock) "Well..... you can definitely sleep in my room...."