Funny story:

Craig walked in the door this afternoon and Connor popped up from behind the half wall that 'separates' our front door/closet area from the dining room, in an attempt to scare his father. Not getting the reaction he hoped for, Connor asked, "Did I scare you Dad?"

"Well, not really, I kinda saw you there, and that's not really the kind of thing that would scare me."

"What are you scared of, Dad?"

"Well. If anything were to happen to you or your brother, that would scare me. Or your Mom."

Pause. And then in a voice full of concern and skepticism:

"Mommy scares you?"