Lucas' reality is still full of dragons, monsters, and other things that only live in children's imaginations and storybooks.
About once a week, Lucas sneaks into our bed without us even waking up. One morning, he woke up in our bed.
Me: Lucas, how did you get here? Did you come up to our room in your spaceship?
(There was a long pause, as he thought about this, contemplating whether or not a space ship brought him to our room.)
Lucas: No, I think I just walked.
Lucas opened one of his birthday presents. It was a bendable cartoon-like dragon and a dragon book. You could see the dragon behind the plastic packaging.
Me: Look, it's a dragon
(Lucas took a step back)
Lucas: Is it real?