For the record
Those of you who dislike “my kids are so cute” blogs might like to skip this one but I need it tonight, to remind me that sometimes she is adorable (unlike this afternoon when she was a horror. But I don’t care to remember that bit.)
M: there’s a monster upstairs!
Me: well, you know what to do – say BOO to it (this is our standard means of dealing with scaries, from the barky-dog-next-door to the troll who lives in the spare bedroom).
M: but it’s not a troll.
The walk with Harvey went rather well although she seems to have got the idea somewhere along the way that he’d been taken to the doggy doctor to have his bark removed (so she was quite surprised when he barked over the fence at her today). She started out extremely nervous, clinging to me and whimpering, progressed through walking quite casually next to him, to holding his lead (How Proud she was) and then when we said goodbye he got a big hug. I suspect only Harvey has new best friend status and that those annoying Westies will still be screeched at, but it’s all progress. I felt like a good mummy that day.
March 19th, 2007 21:33
Youngest son and I have a routine where I pretend to be scared and say “AAARRGH! There’s a monster! I need a cuddle” and he laughs at me and says “No monster. Monsters not allowed in the house!”
I’ve told him many a time that I’d tell off ANY monster that was naughty enough to come inside.
We also have the routine that any monster is TERRIBLY scared if you shout “One! Two! Three!… BOO!” at them, then they jump in their cars and drive away really fast (not sure where the driving away bit came in, but he’s really convinced about that one!!)
Touch wood, all okay so far 🙂
March 21st, 2007 09:25
We don’t just have monsters, we have giants, dragons, bears and a whole host of other nasties lurking in our shadows.
I find that Little’un is happy to go with “Oh, it’s not a scary monster, it’s a friendly monster, cone to give you a cuddle.