My Little Monkey

I'm beginning to wonder if the nickname "Monkey" has started giving Kalianna a complex. Does she indeed think she is a real monkey? She loves this little monkey doll, and carries it around with her everywhere. In fact, she is more mothering with her baby monkey than she is with any of her human baby dolls (which she prefers to throw).

She will only take a few steps on her own, preferring to move about on all fours. And she is constantly climbing things, in order to get higher and higher. She will move toys to climb them, to get to other things to climb. If we had a vine in our house, I can guarantee you she'd be swinging from it!

She loves to eat food (surprisingly preferring spaghetti over bananas).

But she loves to throw it even more. Good thing she's wearing a diaper, so we don't have to worry about her throwing the same stuff monkeys in the zoo do!

Kalianna is starting to hate clothes. She realizes monkeys don't need to wear clothing, so why should she? Getting dressed cuts into her playing time, and you've never seen a happier girl than when she is moving around, freely, in nothing but a diaper. And her limbs keep getting longer and longer! Making it difficult to keep her in clothes, much to her delight.

The most worrisome monkey-trait we have noticed lately, however, is she has started to bare her teeth. Whenever she gets really excited over a toy or her blankie, or whenever mommy turns on the camera, out come the pearly whites.

I just hope she doesn't actually grow a tail. Cutting holes in all her pants would be a nightmare!