The weather this weekend was perfect to give Mr Sock monkey his annual bath! (Or maybe the first one EVER! Mads, am I correct?)
H’e a little shy…notice the way he’s covering his “private parts”. I’m sure I heard the cry , “Oh! the shame!” throughout the washing process.
I was being very careful not to get his mid-drift wet as that’s where the “noise box” is located. I could tell I was doing well (because of all the screaming) but he fell silent right at the end of the wash. I wasn’t sure if this was a blessing or not. I knew his real mummy, Madonna kinda loves the noise.
After hanging around for a while, drying in the beautiful morning sunshine and windy conditions Sock Monkey was all fresh and clean….but alas with no “voice” to speak of! LOL!
I took him and sat him on my bedroom table and continued with my ironing and folding. It was during this time I heard a very strange noise and thought that it had come from my bedroom. “No?” I was thinking, “Can’t be!” I squeezed the monkey and nothing happened so began putting some clothes away when it happened again. The monkey was possessed……he was making a sort of scraming, gurgling noise without me touching him. (I should probably be saying “it” not “him”)
By this stage I was laughing very loudly as I realised that his noisy box was drying out and there was a “gurgling” noise happening along with the scream noise! His voice was returning! OMG!
Mads will be pleased!