Ammon names each monster and interacts with it as if it were a real person. He is very compassionate towards his monsters as well. No matter how many times I tell him that he needs to feed himself and not his monsters, he still insists that they are hungry too. He even attempted to take one with him into bath, but was very upset when the ink washed off the paper and it to fall apart.
The other day, I threw out some of his monsters. Some of them had food on it and were starting to look a little yucky. We seriously had about 50-75 of them in the kitchen drawer and I was running out of space. Surely, he wouldn't miss some of these, right? Well, the next morning Ammon was frantic. He was running around in a daze, screaming about his Monsters. It took me awhile to realize that he knew exactly which ones were missing and described them to me. I felt awful. Unfortunately at this point, the trash had been picked up and digging through the trashcan wasn't an option. I was absolutely amazed that he could describe them all to me, the one with thirteen eyes and blue and black legs, the one with red and orange dots all over its body, etc.
I felt awful about the situation not realizing that he was attached to each and everyone one of these monsters. Luckily, Ammon finally calmed down and we created new monsters together. Today I took pictures of his daily creations. Enjoy!






