Just a few days ago I asked Rhys, my five-year old son, what were the top five things that made him happy. I was feeling confident that number one would be myself and his father. I was wrong. We made number three.

It's hard not always be number one in your child's life. Even if you kinda believe he offers some valid points.

Just a few days ago I asked Rhys, my five-year old son, what were the top five things that made him happy. I was feeling confident that number one would be myself and his father. I was wrong. We made number three.

"Mommy, the number one thing that makes me happy is knowing that zombies don't exist," said my sweet, innocent boy, "And then number two is knowing that vampires also don't exist."

Now before you think that we allow our small child to watch grownup shows featuring zombies or vampires or tell him scary stories about them, let me tell you that his exposure to these creatures mostly involve things like Scooby-Doo movies, Halloween costumes, and Lego's line of monster toys. When I sit down to watch The Walking Dead or any other "creature feature" type of show, Rhys is absolutely not allowed in the room.

Well, as I sat next to him that night, surprised that I had not yet heard a mention of myself in this list, Rhys picked up my hand and put down two of my fingers to emphasize that number three was coming up.

"You and daddy are number three. Princess is four, and all the rest of my family and my friends are number five," said Rhys, serenity evident on his freckled face.

Number three? Well, I had to ask about our spot on his list. I found out that we narrowly missed holding the number four spot instead. Alex and I had barely beaten out Princess, our German Shepherd. Rhys apparently had a moment of conflict when the thought of his dog's unconditional love and undying devotion to him almost tipped the scales into her favor. But then she doesn't provide him with candy or buy toys for him. And, of course, her "kisses" are so much sloppier than ours.

Afterwards, I told Alex about Rhys' happy list.

"Well, I can't disagree with him too much. I too am happy that zombies and vampires don't really exist," he said with a laugh.

"Yes, I agree. However, I'm often apprehensive about the fact that I do not have a complete plan of escape in case of a zombie apocalypse," I replied, with the sudden thought that maybe first and foremost I should watch less zombie movies.

For now, I too will place the non-existence of zombies and vampires on my happy list somewhere after Rhys, who will always be my number one. Depending on where my mood swings land, Alex and chocolate will probably battle it out for the number two spot.