And now for the second half of the action packed story of a boy and his Monkey Towel.
It started out as a good day. Just Lucas and Monkey Towel.
Livin' it up.
Footloose and fancy free.
Nothing like a man on his bike. The freedom of the open road (or patio, in this case.)
The wind blowing in your hair Monkey Towel.
Life is good.
When all of the sudden, WHAM!! Monkey Towel got caught in the bicycle chain of life.
I'm betting Monkey Towel never saw this one coming.
It can happen to the best of us.
And it is stuck, folks. S T U C K. Cannot be removed by mere mortal men. Or Mommy.
I see a visit to the local bicycle repair shop in my immediate future.
Monkey Mama (drier of all tears associated with towels being eaten by Huffy Rockets.)
2 comments:
Awwww poor Monkey Towel. I hope that they are able to get it out. Does this mean he is now sleeping with his bike?
I would say snip snip..
Then sew it up.
Even Monkey Towels get boo boo's sometimes....
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