Oh Freud...you and your crazy ideas!!

I'm pretty confident that we are smack in the middle of the Oedipal stage with The One Who Gets Away With Murder. As weird as it is...it's comforting to know that it's pretty natural.

Jack will occasionally get in bed with us in the middle of the night since he's still terrified of the dark. Most of the time I deny him access and tell him to go back to his room, but every once in a while...he will sneak in unnoticed.

Last night I was putting him to bed and this is what the child says...

Me -- Hey kid...stay in your bed tonight...stay out of mine, okay?

Him -- Why?

Me -- Because...there isn't enough room for all of us in the bed.

Him -- There's only 3 of us in the bed...you, me, and Daddy.

Me -- I know...and that's one too many.

Him -- Well, we'll just tell Dad to leave.

Me -- No, son...Mommy's and Daddy's sleep in the same bed...and you sleep in your bed.

Him -- But...you're my honey!!

Soooo darn cute...with just a dash of creepy!