"Over there!" he said.
So I pretended to make whatever it was go away (though in the night, in the dark, I was getting scared myself!) He was still scared so we said a prayer. I snuggled him for a minute, then went back to bed. I had to get up a few minutes later and comfort him again, but he was more sleepy that time, and just wanted a hug.
When he woke up in the morning, I asked if he had a scary dream. I couldn't believe he remembered.
"Yes. Alligators."
It all seemed pretty funny by the light of day - and if I'd known in the night that he was afraid of alligators in his clothes, I might have found it funny then, too. Silly boy.
(5) Fri Jun 29 2012 15:11 Alligators in the Closet:
Dalton kind of freaked me out last night. He woke up crying. Normally when he does this (such as when he fell off the bed at 10:00) he cries for 2 seconds, then falls asleep. This time he didn't so I got up. He was sitting up in bed, wide awake, pointing to the opposite corner of the room.
"Did you have a scary dream?"
"Yes! By the closet!"
"What were they doing?"
"They were scary."
"Were they in the closet?"
"Alligators in my clothes!"