tale #1: a week or so ago, i'm woken up by lincoln talking (over the monitor). all of a sudden i hear, "who's the guy in the window?". okay, i think to myself, that's creepy; but he's on the second floor, there could be no one in the window, not to mention we have 2 blinds and a blanket hanging over his window. so i figure he's probably looking at a book, and decide to jump in the shower before i go up to get him. then, while i was getting ready, i hear "i see a head". so now i'm really creeped out, and go up to get him. nothing is in his room, his window is still covered; he does mention the head and the window one more time while i'm changing him.
tale #2: a few nights ago, i'm putting lincoln to bed and he says, "there's a guy in the room". i nervously look around and then tell him there's no guy. he says, "there's a guy in the window". i double check to make sure the windows are still triple-covered and tell him there's no guy in the window. then he says, "there's a guy standing out in the corn"! um, creep-sauce! (we do have corn fields around our house). then he says, "i'm scared of the guy". and my reply, "um, yea...me too. i'm going downstairs now, good luck". (not really...i reassuringly told him that there was no guy and he didn't need to be scared and that jesus was keeping him safe).
tale #3: this morning, i'm lying in bed, listening to lincoln talk over the monitor. he says, "guy, get me out of bed". then i hear him rustling around and he cries, "no, i don't want you to!".
so, yea, i'm officially creeped out by my kid.