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If my son were a stuffed animal, it would be Bongo. Relaxed, cheerful, full of energy. Today Bongo is fishing in the lilac tree. It's not a bush, but an out and out climbing tree, a swing from the branches kind of tree. The similarities are amazing. Hard to tell, but Bongo has a cheeky grin and espresso bean colored eyes. Koleman(son) is sure that Bongo is related some how. The monkey goes everywhere with him. Earlier today he was sliding down the aisle of the grocery store, like a giant bowling alley. I can only take so much, so into the purse the monkey went. It was a sad 10 minutes before we got back to the car. Life as a monkey at our house is good. So is life as the son.
5 comments:
Hey Holly, I'm a little late but better late than bever. Well done on getting going with the blog and look at how many posts were in you dying to get out! Enjoying reading them all - your son is very cute.
bever should read never! I should read through what I have written before typing.
typing should read posting! I'm only up but I think I need to lie down again brain obviously not functioning, must be hot weather.
Not sure which monkey is the cutest. I vote for Koleman and so does grandpa.
Hello Holly. I found your blog on the Spinning Wheel webring list and thought I'd pop over to say hello. (Only on the internet could someone pop over from South Carolina, USA to say "hi" to someone in Ireland!)
I see your new to spinning and blogging as well. It's exciting you're starting them both.
I love your aqua fleece and your first handspun is a treasure!
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