I Love My Son

The funniest things just happened. We were all getting ready for bed, and I go turn off all the lights, and I grab a blanket to bring to my son’s room. Mind that everything is dark. I am really short, and the blanket is pretty big and heavy, so I hold it in the air, my hand over my head holding part of it, and dragging the rest across the carpet. I get to his room and throw it to him, and I see him jump back from the bed. “You scared me” he told me, and me being confused asks why. He goes “Because you are short, and it’s dark, and you were holding it over your head, and it looked like someone really tall, and I thought someone was in the house.” I died laughing. 😂 😂 he seriously needs to stop reading Stephen King, it’s messing with his mind. I’m still laughing.