Wow, I am the crappiest blogger ever. Has it really been that long???
Anyway, Le Monk is on a roll lately and I had to capture this so I will explain what I have been doing with myself another time. Can't lose these gems...
Tonight's bedtime snuggle included the following exchange:
Monkey: <lifts head from my shoulder> Do I know how to ice skate yet?
Monkey: Do YOU know how to ice skate?
Me: Eh...not really. Sort of.
Monkey: Can you show me?
Me: I don't know. I can surely try. <Monkey puts her head back down>
Monkey: Well, it doesn't really matter anyway, because I don't even HAVE ice skates.
<puts head back down>
Me: Well, that's OK. You rent them. Like when you go bowling and rent shoes. You don't have to have your own.
Monkey: <speechless, looks at me like I am a bumbling idiot, shakes her head, and puts her head back down.>
<another 42 second pause>
Monkey, mumbling: Good night Leia. Good night Skywalker, but not Anakin. You're a bad guy now. Good night, Han, and Obi Wan. Good night Yoda. <smiles, puts her head back down>
<42 more seconds go by>
Monkey pops her head back up and declares: I *LIKE* walking.
<She smiles and plops her head back down.>