In what is becoming a pattern, Jack woke sometime in the dark pit of night asking for me. Again, he wanted to talk.
J:Mommy, I want to tell you something.
Me: What do you want to tell me
J:About Monsters. Some are silly.
Me: Yes. They are
J: And some are nice monsters because they do not bite.
Me: Ok. Night night.
J:Night night.
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