Tonight Payne came into Genevieve's room, closed the door and whispered "Ssss! Dere's a whoa-bot!". So we whispered for awhile about the robot. It was first a baby robot, and then a tiger robot.
Then, we went to the office to whisper to Daddy about the robot, which had suddenly taken up residence in the tree in the front yard. So my dear sweet husband took Payne outside to shake the "whoa-bot out da twee", and the world was safe once again.
These little people are amazing. I love them.