Feb 21, 2010

Too Much Monkey Business

When I was a small child, my father would often ask me, "Who do you love?" I always gave the obligatory answer expected of a child my age, "You, Daddy." His follow-up question would inevitably be, "Who are you going to marry?" Since this was before I knew that Damon existed, I would usually reply, "You, Daddy," to this question as well. One day, however, I stunned my father with another reply. I said one simple word: "Elvis." There was a pregnant pause and then cruel laughter. "You can't marry Elvis! Elvis is dead!" A million thoughts ran through my head: Huh? What?! Why had no one shared this information with me? And when did it happen, because I had just finished watching one of his movies and he looked healthy as a horse. I am sharing this intensely private tale of shattered dreams because it ties in with this blog's title: "Too Much Monkey Business." Remember that Elvis song? Well, I do, and when I think of Elvis I can't help but remember how my plans for matrimonial perfection ended in one bitter reality check. Now that I've shared my Debbie Downer moment of the day and we've all shed a tear in memory of the King, let's move on to someone who LOVES monkey business!

Stella recently had a chance to visit "Monkey Biz" in Baton Rouge with her Maw-Maw and Paw-Paw. I was there, too, but mostly took pictures and missed out on all the real fun. Here she is cheesing it up in what she dubbed "Stella's House"... See-saw time with Maw-Maw...
Does it look like she had fun?
Stella and Maw-Maw in the ball pit. Stella was really more interested in directing others on how to play in the balls than she was at playing in them herself...
Boldly going where few grandparents have gone before. Maw-Maw and Paw-Paw both explored the labyrinth of tunnels and slides with Stella.
"Ya want one?"
Driving along in her automobile, and of course, making car noises with her mouth...
Back in the ball pit with a new victim...
Enjoying the roller slide...
Paw-Paw liked it, too. I will let my readers guess which grandparent tried out this slide belly-first and skinned both their knees in the process...
Whee! Fun! Stella is the cheapest date ever. She likes to play on the riding toys, as long as they are not going. Maw-Maw ended up with a roll of quarters and a kid who would have been happier if all the machines were unplugged...
Stella had a great time monkeying around with her grandpa and grandma. I had a great time watching them act like contortionists, as well as pondering the weight limit of the play structure. Overall, Monkey Biz gets two thumbs up from the toddler set and the 50 and over crowd.

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