Zoe: Mommy, I want you to come into the bedroom with me while I get dressed.

Me: Zo, you don’t need me to come in there. What do you think is going to happen if you go in by yourself?

Zoe: Sometimes, when I’m walking by myself in the house, I think that hands are going to come out of the walls and grab me and drag me away to a witch who wants to keep me for herself.

Me: Um, ok, I’ll come in there with you.