"mummy help me....daddy help me".
You sit for a few minutes more hoping they'll go back to bed and it comes again
"mum-meeee heeeelp meeee...dad-deeee heeeelp meeee".
You realise they are not going back to sleep and you really need to see what calamity they have got themselves in to this time (usually it involves a botched escape plan and we need to untangle monster munch from the child gate). Unfortunately, on this occasion monster munch had fallen foul of bedroom monsters and they were running-a-muck in his bedroom. He was not best pleased, quite rightly so, and needed to be rescued.
The mature adult in me would love to dismiss the 'appearance' of bedroom monsters with a quick tut and put him back to bed. However, we all know these pesky devils return and multiply. Decisive action was needed, this called for biological warfare. The 'Monster Spray' was deployed in vast quantities.
Monster Spray? What is such a product? Well its my perfume liberally sprayed all over monster munch's room to fend off bedroom monsters. He bought it, the room smelled less like a hamster's cage and he went back to bed. Or did he - what can I hear now.....
Jen xx
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