Creepy Kids

Tuesday, around 7 pm, I'm in the kitchen putting dinner away; Rex is playing in the toy room; Greg is outside getting ready for scouts; and Alice is doing her thing in her room.  Alice comes back into the kitchen.

Alice--"There's a ghost in my room."
Me--"There's a ghost in your room?"
Alice--"Ghost.  Scary in my bedroom."

For the record, I believed her.  A two-year-old came to me after sitting in her room by herself and told me she'd seen a ghost.  Where did she even learn about ghosts?  And who knows when the veil really closes?  So I checked it out.  No ghost.  But Alice and Rex spent the next 20 minutes chasing the ghost out of Alice's room and into mine.

Now every time Alice goes to her room, she says, "Oh no.  A ghost. Scary."

Kids are creepy.