What's hiding under the bed?

I am one of those horribly mean moms that put their children through the grueling task of clean their own bedrooms. My oldest was breathing hard and looking at me with pitiful eyes after about ten minutes of cleaning her room.

The girls feigned disbelief when I crawled under their bed and shoved all the stuff they'd just "put away" back to their original place on the floor so they could start again.

But Ben was the best... after I asked him if his room was clean:

Ben: Yes, it's clean.

Mom: "Why don't we go and check your room first and then you can play."

Ben: "You don't need to check under the bed."

PAUSE....

Ben: "Actually, could you not check under the bed?"

Hmmmmm