Another kind of monster…

Our son sees monsters everywhere. They are mostly nice monsters, and even those labeled “bad monster” do not seem very scary. So far, we have been spared the monsters appearing at bed time; it is mostly during the day and, I have noticed, when there is a lull in conversation or when we take our attention away from him for too long. He will suddenly point out somewhere in the room and exclaim: “Oh, there a monster on your head/in your plate/on the bike/etc.”

Yesterday, though, I discovered a new kind of monster. We had been playing in the courtyard, where there is a little elevated platform with a roof and a slide that our son usually claims is a boat (except when it becomes a fire truck). Since we were in a boat, I started pointing at things in the “ocean”, like orcas  or seals. For those of you who didn’t have a chance to study French, I have to explain that the French word for “seal” is “phoque”, which, you guessed it, is pronounced exactly the same as the 4-letter word that starts with an “F”. I have been told to be careful at the aquarium when I point them out. But I digress.

This long explanation was to say is that  at some point while we were playing, our son pointed out at a pretend monster and exclaimed, very loud: “Maman, a phoque-monster!”

I had to warn Zak. Not sure how well this one will go in polite society…

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