Tonight I heard Liam's door open up about an hour after we put him to sleep. He was particularly hyper tonight so I was about to lay into him that he needed to just go to sleep already when I saw his face. The saddest little face you have ever seen.
Liam: I don't want to go into the world, Mommy. I want to stay here.
Me: What do you mean sweetie? What happened?
Liam: I want to stay in my bed forever. I don't want to go into the world. I don't want to see the strange men again.
And at this point I am sorta freaking out wondering who these strange men are and how I am going to find them so I can kick their asses. That is until the next sentence when it all clicked what he was talking about.
Liam: I don't want to see those strange men in the restaurant again. I don't like them. They were mean to me.
Me: (Lightbulb goes off) Oh! You mean those men in the posters from the restaurant? Did you have a bad dream?
Let me interject by saying that we went to Zona Fresco tonight which is a great, little burrito joint that has all these posters of old Mexican movies. The same actor is in all of them and they are all cartoonish and the guy makes some strange and silly faces. I can see why it would freak him out. I had no idea that he was so freaked out that he would dream about them.
Liam: (nods his head with his lower lip sticking out about to cry)
Me: It's ok honey, I am right here. Those guys aren't real- it is just a picture. It's pretend.
At that point I got him back into bed and rubbed his back and we talked about all the things he liked. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Star Wars, Transformers. Hopefully, this time around he will dream of Luke Skywalker and Donatello the Ninja Turtle saving us all from the evil Decepticons. Goodbye Zona Fresco, it was nice while it lasted.