My son is 6 1/2 years old. A year ago, he loved scary stuff- scary movies, books, poems, etc (all kid-appropriate I assure you). He actually used to ask me to jump out and scare him. He never used a night light, and we had absolutely no problems at bedtime.
At some point, however, in the last few months this has all started to change. He’s afraid to walk down the hall when the light is off. He has to have a night light. This past weekend, I couldn’t get him to go out on our deck because he saw a wasp. He was terrified. None of these things were that big of a deal. I simply chalked them up to being 6.
But, two nights ago at bedtime my small concerns got some miracle grow. I was putting fresh sheets on his bed (Nightmare Before Christmas sheets, by the way. His favorite.). He was laying in the floor. He looked up and me and said, “I wouldn’t want to sleep on the floor because if robbers came in they would get me.” Naturally, I asked him why he thought robbers would come in. Then we proceeded to have a 15 minute conversation about how bad guys like to take people, and how the sun was going to explode one day, turn into a black hole, and suck the Earth into it. I tried to alleviate his fears about “bad guys” by discussing the fact that our building has keyed gates and cameras. This was not a sufficient answer for him. I asked him about the sun, and he said he read it in a Magic Tree House
book, which I highly doubt.
Then, my heart got crushed. He said that he’s not scared at mommies. He’s only scared at night in my home. I put on my most loving smile, and said that everything would be okay. Daddy would make sure nothing happened. He laid down to sleep, and 10 minutes later he was calling me. Apparently, there was a robber outside. Turns out that it was someone walking around in their own house across the street.
So, with all of that said, my brain immediately started working. What was going on? Was it time to stop the scary movies and books? Was his mother planting a fear of Daddy’s home in his mind? I, of course, ran with this one for a while, since his mother does suffer from a lot of fears. She is always worried about absolutely everything to the point that I have had several people suggest that she might have “borderline personality disorder.” Was it something I had done? Finally, I decided that all of this was probably not so easy to pin on one person or thing.
So, what I want to know is if other parents have had a similar experience and how they dealt with it. Part of me says that he’ll grow out of it, and another part wants to rush him to a psychologist. I suspect that a lot of it is that he’s getting older and his brain is connecting the dots. He’s starting to understand the reality of things. This, however, does not help me understand how I should react or deal with this issue.
Any advice anyone can offer would be greatly appreciated. Please let me know what you think!


















