Oh holy holy. Just got up for a midnight pee, walked out of my bedroom and heard footsteps running at me down the pitch black hallway. Damn kid almost saved me a trip to the bathroom. I may have done a little terrified dance. Once it was clear I wasn't a) being attacked by the paranormal or b) having a heart attack, I caught a bad case of hysterical giggles which then spread to my kid. We sat in the bathroom at midnight, laughing together in the dark till tears ran down my face. This kid is going to be the death of me.