Every night right before putting Ollie to bed I say "I love you, night night" and he'll say it back. Then he's started looking at the window/wall across from his crib, getting a sad face and saying "sorry puppy".
Um, we have no dog. He's been saying this every night, the same way, looking at the same spot for weeks. There has never been a dog in our house.
Come clean with me, do we have a ghost dog? Is my son seeing dog ghosts? Why is he sorry for them?
I think this is a case of kids doing weird shit. C has been sleeping with a stuffed owl in her crib for months and last night she made me take it out and I had to sit with it in the rocking chair because it's "scary". I was like okie dokie kid.