Monkey

This is our flying monkey. Jeff and I bought it a few weeks back thinking the boys would like it. It works like a slingshot. You put your fingers in these little pockets in his hands, pull his tail and he flies through the air making monkey sounds.

The boys are TERRIFIED of him.

The minute he flew through the air for the first time Owen started shaking and crying and I think Chase cried too. We brought the monkey over to them and they wouldn't touch him. They just clung to us, and looked away. They were so scared. We put him away and brought him out again a few days later. Same thing.

So, the other night the boys were eating dinner and were acting up. I told Jeff we should bring out the monkey to see if it would stop them from being wild. I put it on the island and sure enough, everything stopped. They pointed, were silent and were, well . . .scared. That didn't make me feel good, but the silence did. Owen was shaking and his lip was quivering. We would reassure him and finally he could sit there and just look at the monkey. We flung it into the living room and when the boys were done with their dinner they wouldn't even go into the living room because they saw the monkey there. Crazy.