My wife took her first trip out of town after having our first child. Our daughter was maybe three at the time and I still had to help her get ready for bed. As I stood her up on her old changing table to get her pajamas on she looked over my shoulder and whispered in my ear:
"Daddy there's a monster standing behind you."
As the shiver in my spine dropped to the pit of my stomach I slowly turned around to look and said, "Sweetheart, there's nothing there."
Without missing a beat she said, "I know, it ran out the door."