Me: “Really? That’s a great story. Did you make up a story too?”
Little one: “No”
Me: “Oh right so we need to make one up too. How about if you fart 3 times in a room a fart monster turns up and everyone has to leave the room?”
Little one: *giggles*
Me: “Did anyone else make up any stories?”
Little one: “X made up a poem”
Little one: “But you can’t say death 3 times in the mirror”
Me: “But ghosts can be cool and sometimes I feel lonely. Can you do it so we can get some ghosts?”
Little one: “Shall I do it then?”
Me: “Yeah go for it. It would be great to have the house haunted”
Little one: *stands in front of mirror and says ‘death’ 3 times clearly*
We all wait.
Me: “Ah well, guess it must have just been a made up story after all”
Little one goes off to play happily.
Another disaster averted. I might not have been able to deal with it so well if it was Candyman she had to say!