My man and I were talking in the living room last night when we hear "MOMMY!!!! GET IN HERE QUICK!!!!! HURRRRRYYYYYY!!!"
Immediately I run in there because usually the kid is a calm individual. I get in there and he pulls me down so he can whisper something to me. "Look in my closet." I look in, see nothing. "Look in the corner Mommy! It's so creepy!" I look again. Nothing. I ask him what has him so creeped out. With a concerned look he says:
"Elmo is giving me the stink eye and I don't like it. It's creeping me out and I am not a fan."
Welcome to my world.