we have a book called five silly monkeys, and it's the nursery rhyme, "five little monkeys jumping on a bed, one fell off and bumped his head, mama called the doctor and the doctor said, no more monkeys jumping on the bed." cute book. never thought very critically about the rhyme until after the 10th time or so:
* would monkeys really jump on beds?
* are monkeys top heavy? i would think that not all of them would have the same exact injury.
* why does mama have so many monkeys in her house? why are they allowed to just play willy nilly in her bedroom? gross.
* why are all the monkeys male? where are the females?
* what kind of doctor did mama call? would that really be his only feedback? wouldn't he want to see what the extent of the head injury was?
in addition to thinking a lot about the lives of fictitious monkeys, i think a lot about moses's boogers. and since he's sick, it's really on the radar a whole lot these days. this morning, he had the biggest clump of green/brown boogers under his nostrils that i had to use several wipes, tissues and paper towels to get the layers off. it was incredible. i regretted not taking a picture for the rest of the day.
welcome to my world.
and today, the 24 hours before he turns 8 months, he has officially cut his third tooth.
love,
me
Is this the monkey book we gave you with the finger puppets???
ReplyDeleteit is! he loves the book and the finger puppets too! :O)
ReplyDeleteAlthough this thing seems ridiculous... we LOVE it: http://babycomfynose.com/
ReplyDeleteAmos has a particularly snotty (and miserable) night after we went to the beach one windy day... and you wouldn't believe the amount of snot we sucked out. It was sort of fascinating and (shall I say it?) AWESOME.