As Spring and I were putting the Kids to sleep, the Younger mentioned that he was scared. Spring tried to reassure him, and I said myself, “There is nothing to be afraid of.” Well, except for ending sentances in “of.” We then turned out the lights and left the Kids to slumber.
“I remember having those feelings,” said Spring. “Of being scared.”
“Yes, the other night The Younger said he was scared to sleep. I asked him what he was scared of and The Younger said, ‘Vampires, werewolves and ghosts. There are ghosts around here you know.’ I told him not to worry because the front door was locked and that I would bar them from coming up stairs.
“But then the Younger goes, ‘But they can still come in through the roof!’ I replied, ‘If they come in through the roof, I'll defintely hear it and come rushing up here to take care of any vampires, werewolves or ghosts. They'll have to answer to me!’”
Spring was delighted. “Ah, my home defender!” She hugged me.
“Defender nothing!” I said. “Any monsters coming through the roof are going to have to answer for property damage! We don't own this place and I certainly don't want to be liable for property damage!” Priorities, you know.