Monkey Business

It has been a productive day.  I woke up early to a quiet house and hot coffee.  I got a chance to exercise uninterrupted.  All the kids took a shower and got dressed.  We had eggs and pancakes for breakfast.  Ruby and I got all of her school finished with no arguments and only one water spill.  Molly didn’t distract us–a miracle.  My kitchen is clean.  My laundry is going.  Very nice.

There has been one slight hiccup.  Mack asked for a banana.  I said no because it was almost lunch time.  I heard some tapping and hitting while I was doing some laundry.  I said, “Mack, you come here right now.”  No answer, and he didn’t come to me.  I called for him again.  No answer.  I went to find out what he was up to.

He looks concerned, doesn’t he?

He used their toy violin bow to get the bananas close enough for him to reach them.  Then, he ripped them open and stuffed his mouth.

Notice his hand covering his behind…to keep me from popping it.  He is looking away from me.  If his mouth wasn’t full of banana he would probably say, “You can’t talk to me, Mama.”  This is what he says now when someone tells him something he doesn’t want to hear.

Crazy monkey.