Do you have one of these living next door to you? A Macaw? The bird is beautiful, but its squawks are startling and jarring to an adult (when I first heard them I honestly thought something was being mauled) and they're downright scary to a small child.
Husband didn't help things when he coined it the Dinosaur Bird and made up this song: "Dinosaur Bird is gonna eat you!" Which he happily sang to Baz ONCE.
We've been paying for it ever since.
Add to that a new fear of anything even remotely scary (scene not well lit enough in an otherwise mellow movie? TOO SCARY! Someone being snappish? SCARY! Women in a gas mask? SCARY!) and we've had a fun night pattern emerge.
Enter pinterest and co-workers.
It's not revolutionary, but kids are literal and so it's miraculously effective.
We made a sign:
It reads: NO Monsters or Dinosaur Birds ALLOWED!!!
Then we made some spray, just in case the sign isn't enough for the persistent ones:
The California Baby spray bottles are the best. And the Calming Room Spray we already had has the added benefit of combating the Stinky Feet Boy Room smell that has a tendency of hanging around sometimes.
VOILA! So far, so good. Bedtimes are much easier these days.
Unless the Dinosaur Bird has been squawking, that is. I love/hate that bird.
Whew!
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