Being a dad of 3 I am used to stumbling around in the dark with night time trips for a baby bottle, nappies etc etc.
During one night time feed when the youngest was teething I was up almost every night that became so frequent I hardly used the lights at all (Both in the house and also mentally). On the night in question I did my usual motion of calming the kiddie down and then went downstairs to the kitchen and made up a bottle for him to drink.

I popped back upstairs and saw something come out of my son’s bedroom. It was bigger than my kid, about my size nearly and like the true big hard Yorkshire bloke that I am I let out a scream, waking up most of the household.

The figure (which turned out to be my wife) switched the light on and then proceeded to bullock me for making the noise. It turned out that while I was downstairs she had woken up and gone to check up on the baby, which was a surprise in itself as my wife has the same response as most long term coma patients after falling asleep.

“What the hell was that for Mon? Why were you screaming?” she asked me

“Sorry” came my semi asleep reply “I thought you were a monster”

I was in the doghouse for a while after that comment.
(mon bison powered by magnets, Thu 23 Jul 2009, 16:13, 4 replies)

Click
and made even better by reading your wifes response in a cod Jamaican accent "mon"
(Bonzodog29 is an unemployed sponge of the worst kind, Thu 23 Jul 2009, 16:33, closed)

Heh
I did that too
( snee held his breath since, Fri 24 Jul 2009, 8:37, closed)

Ahhhh I liked that :)
Even grownups are afraid of monsters.
( Zumf Ham banjo, Fri 24 Jul 2009, 1:18, closed)

You made me laugh
till I cried! What a classic line to say to the wife.

*Click*
(robbersdog, Tue 28 Jul 2009, 14:11, closed)