(Kids laughing at a backyard neighbor's house)
Bryan: I'm going to go see who's making all that noise.
David: I hope Big Foot doesn't get you.
Bryan: (90% confidence, 10% fear) David, I know you're wrong. Big Foot lives in Nathan's barn (their cousin who lives a few hours a way and recently spent a few days with us).
David: No, remember, Nathan said he saw Big Foot leaving his house and heading here. He said Big Foot likes to eat kids who sleep in top bunks with a crib underneath. (Bryan is the only kid among all the cousins who has those sleeping arrangements).
(Chris and I finally stop snickering like junior high children and intervene.)
Me: Bryan, there's no Big Foot in the yard. You can go.
Bryan: No, I'll stay here.
Me: Do you want me to go with you?
Bryan: (unsure) Okay. (Grabs my hand. We walk two feet into the grass.) I'm all done.