Matthew has developed a recent obsession with the Cookie Monster from Sesame Street. Every night before I put him to bed (and sometimes during the day) he asks me if the Cookie Monster is going to get him. Here's how the conversation goes ....
"Coosy Moster get me"
"No, Matthew the Cookie Monster isn't going to get you, you're safe."
"Nice."
"Yes, the Cookie Monster is nice."
"Cookies"
"Yep, he only eats cookies."
"Gwamma!"
"No, he's not going to get grandma."
I've been trying to figure out where he got this idea from, but been coming up with nothing. Just thought it was a cute story to report.
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