Little monster

Just now I asked Carly if I could put a clip in her wild hair.

She said "no!" and ran away.

I sighed in exasperation and called her a 'little monster.'

Carly stopped, very concerned, and corrected me "No, I Carly, not a wittle monster."

I said "well, Carly would let me put a clip in her hair, and a little monster would run away. Are you Carly, or a little monster?"

"I Carly," she insisted.

"Okay then, come over here so I can put this clip in your hair."

She thought for a moment and then smiled widely, declaring "I a wittle monster" while proudly pointing at herself.

:::sigh:::