The Invisible Man

This is a conversation Benjamin and I had the other day as we were playing in the living room. While playing Benjamin suddenly stops and points at something on the other side of the room and says "see that man looking at us?"

Me: There's a man looking at us?

Benjamin: Yeah, he's right over there.

Me: There's a man looking at us, are you sure?

Benjamin: Yeah, he's looking at us

I very nervously ask: Is he smiling at us?

Benjamin: No, he's just looking at us.

Me: Is he still there?

Benjamin: Yep.

Me: Why don't you go over there and give him a hug?

He then walks over to the other side of the room and starts to give whatever he sees a hug. Then he says "oh, he went away, he's not here anymore".

Me: Where did he go?

Benjamin: I don't know, he went away.

Talk about making the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. I don't believe in that kind of stuff but it did get to me. My next thought was, oh dear, Savannah was on that side of the house napping and I felt this incredible urge to check on her. Sadly, I was actually scared to go by myself, so silly me took my little 2 year old with me. For some reason I felt protected with him with me. Do I really think that Ben could do anything? Well, no, but at least I wasn't alone and if this invisible man came back at least Benjamin would see him, right?

The imagination of a 2 year old. Benjamin was perfectly fine with it and silly Kelly got completely creeped out. I can't help but to laugh at myself.