I want to believe you.

We were eating breakfast this morning at the kitchen counter. Everything was fine, and then Liam said, "I'm not going to watch the fire video again." It took me a moment to remember what he was talking about. Yesterday evening I for some reason watched a video about an experiment with kids and marshmallows. Wait and get a second or just eat the first. Liam came over to watch and then requested more videos. We watched a campfire, some Mavericks, etcetera, until supper was ready.

Anyway, he then told me, "I want to believe you when you tell me there are no monsters, but in the fire video it sounded like a monster [it was an owl]. So, I'll watch the marshmallow video again, but no more campfires."

I hope he's still okay with actual campfires when we're outdoors. I suppose we should test that before we go camping again.

PS - This evening, I told him I was posting this story on the blog. After a discussion about what a blog is, he told me I had gotten the story wrong. He tells me that he actually said, "When I was three, I believed you when you told me there were no monsters. But I heard a monster in the video, so I thought you were wrong. Now I believe you again."