I was in the shower, washing my hair, when I looked down and was shocked to see this guy looking back at me:
That’s when I asked Jim who he had drawn on the bathtub wall and more importantly, why? He claimed he drew Cookie Monster from Sesame Street so that Tiny-Small could color him. She had already colored Elmo. Our conversation went something like this:
Jim: That’s Cookie Monster.
Me: What? How?
Jim: He’s blue. He’s holding cookies (that’s what is in his hands).
Me: That’s not Cookie Monster.
Jim: Yes, it is Cookie Monster.
Me: But, Cookie Monster has eyes on the top of his head like Elmo does. See, that’s how you drew Elmo. Twice.
Jim: Well, I’m not an artist like you are.
Me: He looks kind of creepy.
Jim: I know. He could be a pedophile.
Me: Or a serial killer.
Jim: Tiny-Small thinks it looks like Cookie Monster.
Me: She has a lot to learn about monsters.
Jim: She’s 2. I’m not an artist. That’s what she gets.
Me: Who is this?
Jim: That’s Popsicle Monster. He’s a new addition to Sesame Street, at least the Sesame Street on our bathtub wall.
Me: I’m scared for our child.
Jim: Me too.