Big Scary Alligator

Last night Lennox was yelling "Mommy! MOmmy!" from the shower so I ran to see what was wrong. He was standing in the doorway of the shower (he knows not to get out b/c it is very slippery) saying "Mommy! Dat awigator care me!" I asked what alligator he was talking about and he said "Dat big carey awigator was in the shower... I wanna hold you!" I picked him up and asked where the alligator went because I didn't see it. He pointed to the corner of the shower (which is completely sealed) and said "it just weft right dere." Later we said his prayers and I asked him who he wanted to pray for. His response? Aunt Debbbie. Erica. And "dat big carey awigator care me." ha. The power of the imagination cracks me up! He is dead set that there was an alligator in the shower. I didn't try to talk him out of it. We did pray that God would help him understand that even if he saw the alligator in the shower again, it wouldn't bite. What else do you do?