September 17, 2003
The Flea rattles its ghostly chains with a sigh of relief at Cookie Monster's safe return from Monster School.
"Mama, where did Cookie Monster go?"
While I searched for a suitable replacement on Ebay, I told her this:
"He went to Monster School and will be home soon."
Yeah, Monster School, that's right, I'd like to see you come up with something better, right there off the top of your head. It had to be plausible, she's too smart and I would have lost all credibility if I had hemmed and hawed...
This answer seemed to satisfy her.
Posted by Ghost of a flea at September 17, 2003 11:28 AM
Excellent. Our young ones used to be annoyed because we'd cut their spaghetti before they got the bowl. We told them that they had to go to 'spaghetti school' to learn how to eat it like big people.
Posted by: Ted at September 17, 2003 08:48 PM
Since his return, Cookie doesn't quite have the same vacant-yet-wild substance abuser look in his eyes. He appears more grounded, wiser, like a monster with a plan.... I will have to watch him more closely.
Posted by: Rue at September 18, 2003 09:40 PM