SNAP!!

Four little monkeys swinging in a tree, flippin and a floppin and a making bleety bleet. SNAP!!! The alligator ate him and now he's in the water.

Five little monkeys swinging in a tree....

Toby's version of Five Little Monkeys while he puts off going to bed. He's getting to that age where he starts to tell stories... you know the kind that are made up of things they see around them in the room. Cracks me up. He also is now telling you the things that CAN'T happen - animals don't talk, we can't ride on bugs... the list goes on and on!!!

And after everything he says he adds on "I told you..." Which is why I have named him Bossy Butt McGee in my head