After Quiet Time today I went to check on Rachael. She announced that there was a monster in her closet. The conversation went something like this:
"Hi Momma! There's a monster in my closet!" (cheerfully)
"Oh really? Can you show it to me?"
"OK. Here it is Momma." (she pretends to scoop it up in one hand, then 'scoops' it to me)
"Wow. He's tiny."
"Yeah, he's just a little baby monster and he hides in my closet. And he's getting just a little bit cranky because he misses his mommy and daddy and brother and sister."
So we put him back in the closet for a rest. I wonder if the rest of the family will make an appearance soon, and will they fit in the palm of my hand?