"Momma….look at me!" A voiced called out from what sounded like the back of the mansion on Mifflin Street.

Regina looked up from her paperwork on her desk. She had left Henry watching Sesame Street in the living room, while she finished up the forms for the new garden next to City Hall. She stood up in a hurry and lightly jogged towards the sound of her 4 year-old's voice.

"Sweetheart? Where are you?!" Regina called out walking from her study into the living room. Henry's space blanket was laid out on the floor, with the TV softly making noise in the background. Regina started to panic, 'Where could he be?' she thought to herself.

"Henry?! HENRY…honey where are you?!" Regina called out running into the dining room as quickly as she could in her high heels.

"In here Momma!" Henry called out from the kitchen. Breathing out a sigh of relief, Regina walked into the kitchen and her jaw dropped.

Henry was covered head to toe in white. The pantry door was open and the bag of flour that she normally kept well out of the toddler's reach was lying on the floor. Regina couldn't stop the smile that spread across her face.

"And what are you supposed to be little man?" Regina asked with a chuckle. Her son's face scrunched up in thought as he was thinking about an answer. Regina could no longer hold in the laughter after that.

Henry threw his hands up into the air and yelled out like a victory cheer. "I'M A GHOST MAMA! SEE I'M ALL WHITE!" Regina walked over to him and bent down to look him in the eyes. She gently took his face between her hands and kissed him on the nose.

"I can see that. But let's get you cleaned up for dinner alright?" Regina asked standing up and reaching out her hand for Henry to take a hold of. Henry glanced at her hand and then up at Regina's smiling. With a mischievous grin, he wrapped his arms around her legs and held on tight.

"Now you're a ghost too!" Henry said with a grin looking up at her shocked face. Regina knew she should be upset but she couldn't bring herself to be. Then she came up with an idea.

"Yes I am sweetheart. And you know what ghosts do? THEY CHASE OTHER GHOSTS!" Regina said leaning down with a devious look on her face. Henry let go of her legs and went off running towards the foyer with Regina close on his heels.