Bryanna has a thing for monsters.Every other time you ask her what movie she wants to watch, she replies that she wants monsters. Originally I thought she was referring to the kids movie Monsters Inc, but that wasn't the case. She meant monster movies.
From time to time I would go down into my basement, and watch some of my bad, b-movie grade horror flicks. Bryanna was always interested in watching a bit of them with me.
Well, on Sunday when I asked her what movie she wanted, and she replied monsters...with A Nightmare On Elm Street in her hand, I suggested Popeye instead.
She started throwing a temper tantrum, because she was convinced she wanted a monster movie. Well, me being the responsible guardian that I am, I wanted the tantrum to stop, so I told her that I was going to let her watch some of the movie.
At the main menu, she saw Freddy.
"Eeeew...who's that?"
"Eeeew...who's that?"
"Freddy Krueger. He's the monster in this movie."
"Freddy Koo Koo?"
I skipped it to a part where Freddy kills Johnny Depp's character.
Needless to say, she wanted the movie off in an instant.
"Freddy Koo Koo?"
I skipped it to a part where Freddy kills Johnny Depp's character.
Needless to say, she wanted the movie off in an instant.
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Skip to last night.
When it was time for her to go to bed, she asked me to sit with her. So I did. Then she asked for me to lay with her. So I did. She wrapped her little munchkin arms around mine and wouldn't let me leave.
I woke up some time later, with my back killing me from sleeping on a 3 foot bed with her.
This morning, she didn't want to brush her teeth because she was afraid Freddy Koo Koo would be in the toilet. Not sure why she thinks he lives there.
She was always afraid of monsters in her closet, and under the bed...long before I had the bright idea of letting her watch A Nightmare On Elm Street. But now...now I am to blame for her fears. Looks like Freddy Koo Koo who lives in the toilet is way scarier than the monsters under her bed. Well, I'll just have to kill Freddy Koo Koo for her so that she'll go back to worrying about the monster under the bed. (At least I'm not to blame for that one.)
Until I find a way to kill him off...I might be spending quite a few nights with her.
Me and my bright ideas.
Skip to last night.
When it was time for her to go to bed, she asked me to sit with her. So I did. Then she asked for me to lay with her. So I did. She wrapped her little munchkin arms around mine and wouldn't let me leave.
I woke up some time later, with my back killing me from sleeping on a 3 foot bed with her.
This morning, she didn't want to brush her teeth because she was afraid Freddy Koo Koo would be in the toilet. Not sure why she thinks he lives there.
She was always afraid of monsters in her closet, and under the bed...long before I had the bright idea of letting her watch A Nightmare On Elm Street. But now...now I am to blame for her fears. Looks like Freddy Koo Koo who lives in the toilet is way scarier than the monsters under her bed. Well, I'll just have to kill Freddy Koo Koo for her so that she'll go back to worrying about the monster under the bed. (At least I'm not to blame for that one.)
Until I find a way to kill him off...I might be spending quite a few nights with her.
Me and my bright ideas.
2 comments:
lol - the movie that has the monsters in the toilet is that creepy-ass clown movie - remember that one?
Any way - get a plain spray bottle, put some febreeze in it, and put a big ol' label on it that says "MONSTER SPRAY." Have either you or Bree go around and spray to keep the monsters and Freedy Koo Koo away.
That generally works. Just don't let her see you "making" the monster spray.
oh yeah - and I had a feeling that she wasn't going to want to sleep alone any more. But hey, at least you're skinny enough to fold up into a tiny bed :-D
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