My daughter is absolutely petrified of them. Trying to put her to sleep at night is an ordeal because of them. Even during the day she will burst into tears because she is convinced she can see them. What are they? How would I know? They don’t exist. At least, not in my world. But in her imagination, they are very real and they follow her.
This is our ongoing dilemma at the moment. How to deal with the ‘Mookie Situation’. Apparently Mookies are often found in plain sight. I’ve explained to my daughter that I can’t see them (let’s remember she’s 2.5yrs old so her explanation of what they are leaves a lot to be desired). I’m told that they make noises but she can’t explain what the noise is. But occasionally she will yell out, “I heard a Mookie,” and she looks genuinely terrified. The first time it happened I was taken back and didn’t quite know how to proceed. I asked her to describe them, but I didn’t get anything useful. I think she was too scared. So I told her… that if they were going to visit our house, it was rude not to say hello to everyone in the family. I told her that she needed to tell them that they had to come out of hiding and meet me. In hindsight, that was kind of lame, but it worked and she was comforted by that, promptly falling asleep. However, this hasn’t solved the long term problem…
When I was growing up, I too had an over-active imagination. Actually, who am I kidding! I’m still afraid of the dark. That’s the main reason why we have a 50kg dog. I have never been able to watch scary movies. After watching that scary movie about the clown, with the long finger nails, who hid in the storm drain (I’ve forgotten the name and I’m not googling it because I don’t want to see the images), I had nightmares for months. I couldn’t walk past a storm drain without breaking into a run, for fear of seeing that rotten clown. So I empathise with my daughter. I know that this fear is very real for her. I remember not being able to go to sleep at night, scared of what was in my closet or under my bed. I did that whole, ‘whatever body part is covered by my sheet is protected’ routine. Like a sheet was going to save me! I would’ve called out to my parents but my father, angry from having his sleep disturbed, was much scarier than anything that lay under my bed.
So I’m a little stumped on how to deal with this. I want my daughter to be able to tell me about them, but I don’t want to encourage it either. What to do??? Any advice? Have your children been afraid of imaginary monsters too? I thought imaginary monsters was something we’d be dealing with when she was older. I’m not prepared for this!