Monday, April 23, 2012

Bye Monkey

So at a routine visit to a local pharmacy, my daughter and I enjoy some light shopping.  As we are walking the aisles, my daughter shouts, "mom, it's the Curious George song."  She exhibits excitement and dances around in the carriage, clapping to the song she recognizes. 
As we approach the cash register, my daughter is looking around, trying to pin point where exactly the music is coming from. 
She hasn't quite grasped the concept of music playing within a store.  So as we are checking out, my daughter continues her frantic hunt to find "monkey George."  Unsuccessful in her mission, she comes to the conclusion that somehow this must be controlled by the one person visible to her in the store; the cashier.  So as we are leaving, she looks directly at the cashier and shouts, "bye monkey, bye monkey," and waves as fast as her hand would move.  The cashier stares back at her, reluctant to wave back unaware she is NOT the monkey, but the one who supplied the music :)

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