A couple of nights ago Screamers awoke in the middle of the night not screaming, but shrieking.  It was a terrible sound.  It was a loud sound.  It was the sound of something terribly wrong.  G-Sauce was in his room so fast that I swear he must have left his body for a moment to get there.  I staggered in a few steps behind thinking Screamers must have wet the bed and some help would be needed with changing his bedding.  He was dry, but crying about spiders and scary monsters.  Nightmare much, boy?  I think this may have been his first real one and I was reminded of my earliest memory…

I was about Screamers age when I had my own scary dream.  Like Screamers, my dream was also about spiders and scary monsters.  To clarify, Screamers refers to skeletons as monsters and in...