Last night Boy 2 wanted me to take him to his dark bedroom to turn the light on for him. He was trying to make out a dark shape on the floor. I immediately recognized the shape to be dirty laundry. I had to turn on the light for him to come to the same realization. His breath shot out of his little body and he said, "OOh, I thought that was a little dog, or maybe a biting monkey. Nuthin' scares me like a biting monkey..." I love the six year old boy mind where a pair of underwear can be a biting monkey. Anything is possible.