He has all the VeggieTales videos memorized. Maybe it was Awful Alvin and his Angry Eyebrows that pushed him too far. Or it could be that we just planted vegetables in the garden.
Still it wasn't as intense as the time he came running to our bedroom crying, "Mama, Daddy, there's a chicken in my bed!".
I'll tell him that it was just a "possible image misregistration".
Chicken, huh? When my daughter was 4 and 5 she would awake from a nightmare and run into our room. She would always have the same nightmare. A goose was attacking her or was outside her window or in her bed. The bird thing just kinda struck a chord there. How old is yours?