My niece is showing many signs of becoming the clambering monkey that my brother was. One of her more memorable exploits occurred a few months ago when she managed to pull down part of my brother's computer, including his oh-so-expensive, very large, very beloved (and quite new) monitor. Which broke into many pieces, but did not break her in any way. This was a much luckier fate than my brother has suffered in the past: two broken arms and so many stitches I lost count.
For his birthday, we made a contribution to the "Replace the Monitor Fund" and received this perfectly lovely thank you from my brother:
4 comments:
Brother the poet?
Who would know it?
Awww. And he can rhyme!
The "clambering monkey" had her first trip to the ER yesterday with a cut on her chin. No stitches, just had it glued shut. I give her mom a lot of credit for how she handles this.
I think that William Topaz McGonagall will be spinning in his grave - the competition in disaster poetry has intensified.
Gill uk
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