I figured since he was grouchy anyway, I may as well break him away from his monkey & get the thing washed. No need to waste a good mood on another day with this activity that was desperately needing attention.
I told him his monkey needed to take a bath...initially he was all about helping.
That lasted all of 2 seconds.
Not one to just cry about it, he tried to rescue it. He pulled on the door & when that wouldn't work (the cycle was started & it was locked) he looked between the washer & the fridge all the while calling, "Mooooonkey?" Heartbreak Hotel I tell ya.
A movie, coloring & all around being a grouch later...they were re-united.awww. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
His fur is now fluffy & smelling oh so fresh...even I might sneak a nuzzle.
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Ha! I love little attachments. I mean they only get to be a kid once, right? Lets make it enjoyable!
(P.S. We have broken Lucy of the beloved taggie although just the other day she asked me out of the blue if I was done washing it yet. I didn't remember but that must have been what I told her. Of course I just said, "no" and turned around so I could laugh--I'm horrible!)
Ah, he is sooooo cute!! Dylan is the same way with his blanket. I have to wash it after he falls asleep! We really ought to hang out more...I decided! : ) I think our hubby's would get along and Zach and Dylan play well together!
so cute. that is one important little monkey!
That was priceless
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