In the creeping dark, lying in shadow, is a Cranky Monster. A monster made of complaints, whines, and general discontent. You may never know when the Cranky Monster will strike. Cranky Monster may never even show up for days at a time, then suddenly, there it is. It's frowning disposition, it's sour face and siren voice calling out. Here I am! Here I am! HERE I AAAAAM!!! Nothing can quell the crankiness out of a Cranky Monster... Well, nothing except for perhaps a small handful of remedies: Naps, Food, Colouring activities, and especially (these days) Mommy, and occasionally Daddy.
At this moment, Cranky Monster has shirked away into the night, as story-time commences, and a strong firm hug and lowing voice of Daddy calms the monster away. And suddenly, an unexpected peep... Mommy?!? Aaaah...? And story-time continues with Daddy shushing Cranky Monster as it emerged briefly from it's hiding place... Whimper... And the lights turn dim, and a sweet baby emerges... for the moment... until Cranky Monster decides to return, whether in the wee hours of the morning, or the next day, or the day after.
We will meet again Cranky Monster, but for now, it is time for bed. All monsters need to sleep, and now it's your turn.
1 comment:
well done! excellent work! You should start focusing on children literature, REALLY!
I can picture with your soft voice and some cute "manga", it could turn out a wonderful book!
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