"AND UP goes the rug monster! " She's flying! Okay, she's not flying, but the floor is getting further away as her father , back when he had all his hair, flings her up up up towards the rafters, and then she plummets laughing "And down comes the rug monster" Olgar catches his daughter, "And UP goes the Rug Monster...." and "Down... again?" //"If you break our daughter , not only will you have to clean the ceiling beams, you're sleeping on the couch" her mother warns her dad/ "Leet's leave it up to the rugmonster" A whisper "Again?" //A much younger sylvi dares, somehow it's even more fun knowing she's getting way with flustering mom "AGAIN!" She yells... and once more she is launched!
