Yesterday when I walked into S's room to get him up this morning, he sat up, looked at me and said,
"When you came to get me up, I thought you were a Superman."
This morning I asked him if he thought I was a Superman and he said no, he thought I was a monster, a scary monster. He then explained that sometimes he thinks I'm a Superman and sometimes a scary monster.
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