Last night, Twig did not want to go to sleep. Thinking herself clever, she announced:
“THERE’S A BUG!”
Which would, of course, cause parental intervention to search for said bug and then reassure that there was, in fact, no bug.
I was not fooled.
“Really? An imaginary bug?” I rolled my eyes.
“YES A MAJURY BUG GET IT!”
“Twig, there is no bug.”
“NOOOOO A MAJURY BUG DADDY GET IT!”
“Ok, ‘shoo bug, go away’. See, Daddy got it,” says Gnoble half-heartedly.
Pause…
“MAJURY BUG MAJURY BUG!”
Sigh. Children do not get sarcasm. Now she firmly believes that there is such a thing as a “majury” bug and it must be terrible.
Despite a healthy fear of bugs, Twig insists on sleeping with these bug bath toys in her bed every night.
Twig has a lot of imagination. O.o I wasn’t half that creative when it came to excuses to avoid going to bed when I was a kid.
This is better than her spitting water on her pillow and demanding a new pillowcase.
Awww!!
Next time you see a BEAUTIFUL butterfly, tell her that’s the MAJURY BUG.
She already knows what a butterfly is, so I don’t think she’ll be convinced. Maybe I can find another non-scary bug…
I love the posts about Twig and I still pull up the one about your movie reviews when I’m having a bad day, to cheer myself up. Laugh. Out. Loud.
Keep these stories coming. She sounds like an absolute treasure!
Ah, she has some new favorite movies, I should put up another review.
Seriously. Whenever I have a bad day at work, I pull up that movie review post from my Favorites or my Bookmarks and I have a good, hearty laugh.
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