Sam has a new friend. He's invisible, very small and sleeps during the day. He wakes for breakfast, then goes back to bed.
I found out this morning this 'friend', advised him to climb out my bedroom window, onto the flat roof of my kitchen to pick up Joshua's shot out BB gun bullets. Had he fallen off the roof, I dread to think what would have happened.
This is the same friend that also advised him to attempt to throw the remote control out of the bedroom window.
Apparently, this friend doesn't have a name yet, because he's very 'private'.
I shall be talking tonight to Sam, to inform him that his 'friend' had better start behaving nicely or he won't be able to stay at our house anymore.