Monday, February 18, 2008
Soothing the savage beasts.
At the playdate today, the Monkey discovered a real piano. He stood by it hopefully, waiting for me to start shouting, "No touch!"
I do that a lot. Look how hopeful he is.
"Will she crush my dreams yet again?" He thinks.
But when the coast was clear, he picked a few keys, testing out the sound.
Naturally, his partner in crime was not far behind. Torn between holding on to her pastel pink ballon, or playing the piano, Miss Mina decided to sit on it and hold it in place with the weight of her diaper-clad tush.
An ingenious solution.
One Monkey played. The other sang.
Ready now? You sure? Here it comes .....
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! Sing it sister!
On that note, the Monkey departed for lunch.