No Monsters or Rats Under the Bed!

Last night I went to sleep early. I had an exhausting day to say the least. We spent the majority of the day visiting my mom at the rehabilitation center while she recovers from a broken hip. So, I barely got my head on the pillow good and I was out like a light. As I was happily dreaming about good things. I think. Then something happened. At first I thought I was still dreaming but nope it was no dream. I let hearing crunching noise and a slight rumbling of paper. It sounded like someone was crinkling paper, balling it up right before you throe it away. With my eyes still closed I was thinking we had rats, huge rats munching paper at the foot of my bed and my feet were hanging over the side. Next will be my toes. OK, maybe I have been reading that monster under the bed story one too many times with my son and my imagination got the better of me. 
I slowly opened one eye and then the other and sat up slowly. I  was glad the room was not totally dark and secretly giving myself a high five for letting my son convince me to put up the Christmas lights to act as a night light.  I looked around the room and right by my bed was the "rat". He was my son and he was eating cereal, fruit loops, right out of the box. That was the rattling paper noise I heard and the crunching and munching him too. I never did figure out what the other noise was. 

I should have known. I asked why in the world he was up at that hour. I was thinking it had to be late. After all, I was sleeping so I knew it had to be late. My son looked at me like I was nuts. He then proceeded to say it was only 8:15 pm. I  laughed and he laughed. I told him to finish up eating what he called a snack and we both went to sleep after I made sure there were no crumbs on the floor for the "rats" or " monsters" to munch on and I kept my toes under the covers.