Any parent worth their salt will understand how unbelievably critical it is that the beloved comforter of choice does not, ever, ever, leave the sight of their angels.
Because as we very well know, if it does … well, lets just leave it at that.
Monkey was clearly unaware of the duty he had to Amelia as her comforter. As we traveled to some of the most exciting cities in the world, Monkey took it upon himself to venture off into the the wilderness, leaving Amelia hysterical and traumatized.
As her mummy, of course, it was my job to fix it. And so we searched, and retraced our steps, and each and every single time, he would show up. Hallelujah, one of the more repeatable words that springs to mind.
I remember as clear as day saying to Amelia and Samuel, “We should write about all these adventures that Monkey has taken himself on over the years”.
They couldn’t agree more.