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Monkey-boy: hacking computers, smoking space weed
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There is an Angel in there somewhere...
My little ‘darling’ stopped napping in the day for about six months (maybe more) now. The past month or so, come afternoon/early evening (especially when I pick him up after work) he’s been vile - smacking me, pinching me, scramming me, kicking me and biting me in a Monty-Python-Killer-Rabbit-esque way. Well, a very apologetic Mother-in-Law told me he had a twenty minute nap on Tuesday - I didn’t and don’t mind him having a nap, my mindset is, that if his body needs a nap, he needs a nap. Well, what a difference in my child! He was an absolute sweetheart all evening, granted he didn’t go to sleep until later, but he was a joy. And now we get to this evening. I’m here writing this at 10.45pm, with one very AWAKE little boy - because Daddy cwtshed him to sleep at 4pm. But again, I have an Angel. My little sweetie has made me laugh all night with his cheekiness and has been so lovely and affectionate. Bring on the naps!
Little Sweetheart...
When you ask your little sweetheart if he wants a McDonalds as a treat (seeing as we were getting Daddy a KFC).
Mam: Do you want a McDonalds treat sweetie?
Monkey-Boy: No.
Mam: Really? Do you want a McDonalds or a KFC Baby?
(Thinking maybe he didn't quite hear or understand me)
Monkey-Boy: No.
On the road approaching McDonalds...
Mam: Right, this is your last chance. Do you want a McDonalds? Yes, or no? If you say 'no' now, then that's it, there will be NO McDonalds after I've driven past it. Do you want a McDonalds Ben?
Monkey-Boy: No (whilst shaking his head for good measure).
We drive past McDonalds...
Monkey-Boy: A McDonalds, yes, McDonalds.
Mam: You said 'no', Mam asked you and asked you and you said 'no', so there is NO McDonalds.
Monkey-Boy: Yes McDonalds.
Mam: You can have a KFC with Dad.
Monkey-Boy: No KFC a Dad. A McDonalds.
I drive away from KFC and start to drive to my hubby's office. Monkey-Boy screams and shouts and kicks the back of my seat all the way there. We arrive. I stop the car.
Monkey-Boy: URRRRRRRGGHHHHHHHH! MC-A-DONALDS! MC-A-DONALDS!
Mam: Right that's it - you can get out and stay with Daddy in work now. I've had enough!
Monkey-Boy: No Daddy work. A stay wiv Mam.
I get him out of his car seat, and Uncle Fletch is in Daddy's office.
Mam: Go and tell your Uncle Fletch and Daddy what a horrible Mam you've got.
The little sod goes in the office. Shuts up. Sits on his Dad's lap and is an absolute angel for the entire time we're there. He eats his chicken and some chips with no fuss.
Uncle Fletch: Have you got a nasty Mam Benny Boy?
Monkey-Boy: (Stops eating) Yep.(Starts eating again).
Aww, bless him... Grrr...
I just ordered a new "Monkey Boy" for Lilly...
It is not that I have given up looking for the one she lost, but if my mum can't find it...I need a back up plan.
"How is London?" she asked, excited and proud her little man was out exploring one the most glamorous and historically compelling capitals of the world. "Oh, London's fine I suppose," I mumbled, perhaps idly twirling the springy phone cord on the old style phone boxes around my neck and hands and then, remembering, bouncing to life and saying, "But when the plane took off I loved it so much I shouted 'WHOO-HOO' really loud and was told to shush by Mr Yates". Oh how proud she must have been then. Her little man, an idiot monkey-boy that shouldn't be allowed outside the house never mind out of the country."
Gary Lightbody recalling telling his mother about one his favorite moments when he was 10
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Monkey boy...
has vanished in thin air again... I can't find him anywhere, and as a result Lilly can't seem to settle in her bed. She is twisting and turning when she should be napping. I hope she sleeps soon...as I am so tired that I might need a little nap myself.
Monkey-Boy is found...
I have been looking for him for three hours solid...I was starting to get really worried that she might have gotten him out of the house without me noticing.
But just as I was about to give up for today, I found him. He was in the bottom of a big box of Leg/Duplo.
I am overjoyed...ecstatic to be honest. The selfish part of me just want to wake her up and see the look on her face once she realize that he is "lost no more"!
Not again...
Our much beloved "Monkey Boy" is once again lost! We couldn't find him last night when I tucked the girls in, and today we have been looking "all over" for him. He is Lilly's safety "blanket" or cuddle toy. I tried to get her to look for him, but I have been more or less all over the place...but he is no where to be found.
I know that he must be here...somewhere, but once again it is a question of "WHERE". She is not allowed to take him out of the house (unless we are going somewhere for a sleep-over. So he MUST be here somewhere!
I am so sick and tired of looking for him, and she is heartbroken when she don't find him when going to bed. I really hate myself for not buying more of them...at least two. So that I had one spare when the first one was lost.