The Howler Monkey

I thought Sister was bad about being held all the time. "All the time" for her was walking Curly into school and after I picked her up from her daycare. New two year old has given new meaning to being carried all the time. All. The. Time. This is what I feel like with the little monkey on me almost every waking minute unless I am cooking.


When she is not on me, or at my feet saying "Uppie! Uppie, Mommy!" she is often howling to make me pick her up. She has created the perfect nickname for her cute little self.

Welcome Little Monkey! I am glad you are here.