Yesterday I wrote about my son’s disconcerting resemblance to a nocturnal, tree-dwelling marsupial. Today he has been revelling in his resemblance to a noisy, cheeky, climbing monkey. Not only has he been noisy, cheeky and obsessed with getting onto the futon, he has also learnt how to make a very cute monkey noise. The first time he did this was originally a contender for ‘best Boo-moment’ but it has been somewhat soured by the fact that the only bedtime book he would listen to was “That’s not my monkey!” which we had to read approximately 487 times, doing a monkey impression for each monkey. I can conclusively report that it is not possible to make a monkey noise that is realistic while also being soothing and sleep-inducing.
Therefore, best Boo-moment goes to this:
He was soooo excited that we figured out he wanted honey-oat cereal instead of healthy, homemade apple and raspberry flapjack for his afternoon snack.
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