We visited a ghost town. Q must have overheard us mention to the bigger kids about exploring a ghost town and was QUITE concerned about the ghosts that lived there. He was extremely reluctant to look at any of the ruins. He kept mumbling to himself that they were nice ghosts, but I don't think he believed himself. As we would walk up to a crumbling rock ruin and point out doors, windows, shelves and chimneys...Q would become agitated and yell, "Let's get outta here, it's dangerous!" Then he would scramble away as quick as possible. No amount of talking would convince him otherwise. Funny kid. Maybe he's watched one too many episode of Scooby Doo. I do feel bad we scared him though.