Monkey at a Fall Festival - Parte Una

Every year our church has a Fall Festival, where the kiddos can come dressed in their Halloween finery, sweat to death in bounce houses, eat lots of junk food, and down a ton of sugar, all just an hour or so before bedtime. Swell times for all!

Last year, some of you might remember our precious 2 month old as The Angry Banana:







This year, it's The Hungry Monkey:

Sad as it is, this is the best shot. The boy was far too interested in his hotdog and processed orange cheese nachos to give momma a smile.



Here we are with the D family:



The is the calf in the children's petting zoo that decided to lay down while JK was hanging on the side of the portable fence. Except she misjudged how big her butt was (honey, we've all done it!), banged into the portable fence rather brutely, which knocked him onto his bottom, terrifying him. Nothing like a huge cow ass knocking you over into a pile of bunny rabbit pellets to put a damper on wearing a new outfit. Needless to say, the children's petting zoo was a bust after that. Although upon leaving, he saw a baby chicken and very plainly said, "Duck."

Meh. *shrug* Close enough. I still think he's the prettiest and smartest baby I've ever met!



Looking for a banana...or a compassionate somebody to help him escape the fuzzy get-up.



Help is here! Daddy finally arrives...



...just in time for Mass Melt-Down and flinging off of the monkey's head.



We'll be doing this all over again this Friday at Gramma and De-Da's church. Parte dos to come...