I’m so excited about this great idea that TLC and Sarah from lifemoreexciting came up with for me. As long as I can remember I wanted a monkey baby. Now B and I can grow our family and really contribute to society by going down the adoption path. I mean, with overpopulation and the homeless, I really feel as though it’s the right move for us.
Me and B with our monkey baby. And flame decal shirt.
So B’s mom is in town and last night at dinner at a restaurant I presented the idea to the table.
Me: So I have an announcement.
(table gets quiet)
Me: We’re adopting.
B: (looks confused and not happy)
Mom: Oh really?
Me: Yes we’re adopting a monkey baby
Me: What? Are you saying you’d love it any less because it’s not your own child? Horrible.
B: So how’s your chicken?
I would name her Sondra I think. We would hold hands and take oil painting classes together. She would also wear a tiara definitely.
I mean, I pretty much would expect my real life child to look exactly like a monkey baby anyway unless baby laser hair removal is on the rise. But baby monkeys are guaranteed cuteness all the time! Throwing poop? Fine. Climbing bookshelves? Loveit. Being super adorable always and forever? Yes please.
Are you dying from cuteness overload!? alksfjda’sioeru;aklfjd !!!!!!
So I’ll put it to a vote, (the only reasonable way to make major life decisions).
Monkey baby or human baby?