Monster

We were sitting in church, and RD was holding Aubree on his lap. RD is starting to sport a beard for no-shave November, and Aubree's hair was getting caught in his manly woodsman beard. She turned and pointed to his face, and in a loud (for church) conversational voice, said
"Ouch, you're poky. A you a monster?"

RD: No, I'm not a monster!
(As I guffaw behind my hands, trying to be quiet)

"You pretend a be a monster?"

RD: No, I'm not pretending to be a monster!

"You like a monster"

For the record, I think RD is so very handsome with his facial hair, but I have to acknowledge it is poky. We'll see if he makes it all month.