When Sam woke up this morning, the first thing out of his mouth is, “I don’t want to see it bear.”
He continues to repeat this as he goes potty — I don’t want to see it bear — gets dressed — I don’t want to see it bear — eats breakfast — I don’t want to see it bear — and brushes his teeth — I don’t want to see it bear.
It’s a bit after lunchtime now and he still doesn’t want to see it bear. His chant has changed a bit to: “I don’t want to see it bear. I don’t want to see it lion. That bear lion gon’ bite me. I scared he bite me.”
I think he’s seen the movie ‘Brave’ once too many times. He must have had quite the nightmare.