The Monster

So monsters are the new thing, but with Bella it's not in a scary way. In fact, being the complex child that Bella is she only acts like she is scared of monsters. For a while she has been talking about a monster in her closet, but the other night she decided it was time for them to make an appearance. She came running into the room yelling "Ahhhhhhhhh" at the top of her lungs and stopped dead in her tracks in the entry way. With those big brown eyes about to pop out of her head, the following took place:

Andy: What is it Bella?
Bella: Dere's a monster in my woom Dad.
Andy: Bella, there are no monsters in your room.
Bella: I said dere's a monster in my woom Dad, wight dayer!! AHHHHHHH!!
Andy: Ok, if there is a monster in your room then prove it.

Andy thought he had out-smarted Bella, however she was about to beat him at his own game. She then directed him to each room in the house in search of the monster.

Bella's room- No monster
Bella's closet- No monster
Guest room #1- No monster
Guest room #1 closet- No monster
Guest room #2- No monster
Guest room #2 closet- No monster
Our room- No monster
Our closet- No monster

Andy: Ok, Bella I told you there were no monsters.
Bella: Ummm, he is on da potty. He needed to pee Dad.

Guest bathroom- No monster

Andy: See Bella, there is no monster on the potty.
Bella: He likes Momma's potty Dad. It's nice and warm in dayer.

It was then that Andy drew the line. As Bella ran back to me on the couch it was clear to me that she felt triumphant. Daddy had chosen not to prove that the monster was not sitting on my toilet, thus to her, he very well could have been.

Me: Well, where's the monster Bella?
Bella: Um...he's on yo potty mom.
Me: He is? You want me to go get him?
Bella: No Mom, don't go get heem. He's poopin.