I went to pick up Wally from pre-school today at my friend Trish's house. He left the house before me and ran outside to get in the car. When I followed him out, I heard him yell to me in a panic, "Mom, Richie is DEAD!!!" I have to admit my heart skipped a beat when I heard this. I checked and Richie was still just sound asleep, apparently oblivious to all the yelling and pushing and who knows what else Wally was doing to try to wake him up. I showed this to Wally, and he was greatly relieved. Laughing, he told me, "Oh, that was funny."