No Monkey down!
We took Nora to the roof of our hotel to see the view of the Alamo (which, from above, looks like a cheap quanzit hut holding up an aging stone facade) and she brought her stuffed monkey, Monkey. While leaning over the railing she held Monkey out and yelled “Monkey down!?” to which Jen and I replied in unison, “NO MONKEY DOWN!”
This is her new favorite thing to say. She’ll call out “No Monkey down!” while eating dinner, driving down the road, taking a bath, whatever, and then start giggling.
Here’s a shot of Nora looking from the window of our hotel room down onto the shabby meeting room in a parking garage where our poster sessions took place (across the street from the hotel).
p.s. we’re *almost* done with San Antonio pictures.

November 3rd, 2009 at 11:01 am
PLEASE no monkey down!!!!!! I have yet to find another!!!!!