Adventures in Monkey Land

My girl is one precocious Monkey! She's always doing something that I think "I have to blog about that!" I realize that you see/hear more about her than my 3 other children combined.

Let me make it clear that I DO love all of my children, and take LOTS of pictures of all of them. However my Monkey seems to be the one who provides me with the most interesting blogging material!

A couple of weeks ago there was a community carnival held at our school, hosted by a local community church. They invited our student body and their families. They had rented a whole bunch of the inflatible bouncy contraptions and had them all over the lawn.

I steered Monkey over to one of the smaller bouncy houses "do you want to jump?"

"No, I want to SLIDE!" she says pointing at a slide so huge I almost can't see the top!

I tried to talk her out of it...picturing her getting to the top and freaking out when she looked down. Then I'd be stuck climbing up the dang bouncy ladder that my kids could barely make it up, my big ole butt wavin' in the air while everyone looked on, pointing as I struggled up to retrieve my terrified child.

She insisted...refused to go on any of the other dozen fun-looking contraptions. Cowgirl took her up and they got to the top. Monkey didn't even hesitate...and away they went!

Later on Kimberlee (cousin, and dear friend who I invited to come along with her brood) and I were chatting and trying to keep a 360 degree eye on all 7 of our children, when I realized I couldn't find Monkey. She was just holding my hand, until I let go to put my sunglasses on. Slightly panicked we started looking around.

Oh, there she is, halfway up the ladder to the gargantuan slide...BY HERSELF! The "ride attendant" (aka 14 year old church kid volunteering to help man the rides), looked up at her, then back at me helplessly as if to say "she's really little for this slide, but I wasn't sure if I should stop her or not".

She made it all the way up and down she came! The girl is petrified if a fly gets in our house, but she's on a bouncy slide as tall as Mount Everest with no qualms whatsoever!

I realized in viewing this back that I probably should have shown some concern as to whether she was hurt or not (as the ride attendant did) before busting up laughing at her face plant. And yes I realize how unattractive and frightning my cackle/laugh was.

A few days ago she was rummaging through my drawers (which happen to be off limits to my kids!), and decided to pull out, and model this number, which hasn't seen the light of day in I don't know how long! I totally wish I could fit into it!

Should I be worried about this girl? One thing's for darn sure...life would be a lot more boring without her!